Confession
Some sins merely sting. Slight-seeming shortcomings, they inflict but brief burn-- easily soothed with a salve of self-sufficiency. Some sins scald. Singeing beyond skin’s surface, they scorch the self’s very center, stir again the sobering sense of the soul’s insolvency. Both sting and scald leave scars. These marks tell the truest truth: skin and soul flesh and spirit beg for Balm.