I bit my lip today

You’ve done it, too, right? Or maybe you’ve taken a chunk out of your cheek. Hurts, doesn’t it?

It was weird. I was eating lunch–some reheated hamburger/hotdog combo. I mean, I’m pretty good at not biting my lip. I eat on a regular basis. Some days I even chew gum. Most of the time I manage to avoid snacking on my own mouthal-region. I sort of pride myself on my ability to get through a meal safely.

It’s not like I bite my lip or cheek on a regular basis. But when I do, it’s usually a painful and memorable event. The cut that’s produced will stay with me for a few days. And it often turns out that the now-bitten spot will draw the attention of my teeth again. I don’t know if they’re drawn to blood or not. Do teeth share that tendency with sharks? Man, I hope not.

I think I get the same reaction with sin. I don’t find myself running into lust or pride or anger on a regular basis. But when I do, it’s usually painful and memorable. The hurt–and the tendency to repeat–sticks around for a while. Not good…

I’m pretty sure that I would rather not bite my lip anymore. Or sin, either. That’d be good.