Weak

"I've had plenty of joe-jobs.... nothing I'd call a career. Let me put it
this way; I have an extensive collection of name tags and hear nets."
-Wayne Campbell

And now.....watch as I extract something meaningful, yet most likely
entirely unrelated out of this sacred verse from Wayne's World.

I've noticed over the past several months that I've really been needing to
be more bold in my confession of sins. It seems easy to confess to the
brothers - (well I love the band and they're a great bunch of guys. Say
"lookin at her brings tears to my eyes." Said watchin her shake she gonna
give me a heart attack now baby... I said Snoop Doggy Dogg")

I'm sidetracked way to easily.... anyway back on topic. It seems easy and
comfortable to confess my sins to the brothers at men's group because I
feel like we all have similar troubles....and somehow there's solace in
that and it makes me complacent. I've been reading Mortification of Sin,
and over the past couple of weeks - the Holy Spirit has really renewed in
me a fresh hatred for my sin. Maybe now I can start confessing to myself
- to my heart - and truly striving to put sin to death, rather than
jumping from joe-job to joe-job w/o pursuing a career.

I smell bacon,

jake