The Value Of Sin

Someone from the church once shared this revelation to me.

He said,"There is no small sin or big sin. All of them are the same when you sinned."

I carried this revelation with me all the time. I personally think it was true, it makes sense to me. Now? Maybe not anymore. Or at least in the human's perspective.

So, if in between me lying to someone and me murdering someone were the same then why are there different punishments for both? Of course, i would get lighter sentence for lying or even none but when it comes to murder, i'd probably get a death sentence.

Isn't it suppose to weigh the same?

If so, what's with the different treatment?

Then again, to God, the price of sin is death. So i guess, after all, everything does end up the same, or does it? Am i dissecting the value of sin just so i can appear more dignified beside a murderer in front of God? Honestly, i do. However, the guilt that i carry is no difference than that of a murderer's.



"Watch, i can flash across the sky,
a lightning bolt from up on high,
and i can crash into myself."

Laura Veirs, Icebound Stream

The Unknown Lark

Ever wonder on who you might have meet when you missed that very train? Be it when you're rushing for school, work or appointment. You might have meet that very person, that special someone who is destined to be your closest friend or life partner.

If only you have cut down the time on styling your hair, snoozing or checking your email before leaving your house, you might have get the chance to meet that person.

That sudden rush of blood to the head, electrified eye contacts and fidgeting hands... To me, that's one of the few beauties of taking public transport. The chances of meeting people who you'll see only once in your lifetime. For some, i saw them a few times whenever i took the train and read stories from their faces.

Oh well, just one of my fantasies whenever i'm alone travelling. The need to reach out, to copulate, to understand are so strong yet all of this is done within my fantasy. My tutorial lecturer once shared that the relationship within fantasy is always better than the reality. I can't help but to agree.




"We slept in the shadow of the cedar tree,
we made love on the rising tide.
We smelled the perfume of the waxing moon,
we dreamt of all friendships kind."

Laura Veirs, Don't lose yourself