Oath

I'm reading a book by Frank Peretti called The Oath and I'm loving it. If I have time over Thanksgiving break I want to finish it. I only read it in my spare time, which isn't much. There was a quote that I just made my day the other day when I was reading it.

"...they worshiped and tampered and played with sin so much it became a thing with wings and scales and legs and teeth. People do that, you know, hang onto sin like it was a little pet. Problem with this pet is, it grows. It gets big and ugly and obvious, and before long it starts calling the shots. And it kills people, Benson[person being spoken to]. Used to be it was small enough to scarf you down in small pieces. Now it's big enough to take you down in two, three bites. It hooks you like a fish, hooks you right through the heart, and then it reels you in. Oh, and it can wait. It can choose the time. It might wait years, but it takes you sooner or later. Always does... Used to be sin was a dirty little secret you could keep inside. Well, not anymore. It's too big now, too mean, too hungry. It's pay day. Like God told Cain, 'Sin is crouching at the door, wanting to devour you'''