I hate my sin. I love God. I know I am saved by grace through faith. I cannot wait until I do not have this flesh. Even when I am better than I was, there’s always some “not so bad” sin still there, slapping me in the face, reminding me that I am a stupid human. After new baby and tired body, and with too much time on my computer rather than doing what I should be doing, I find I can loose my temper. I yelled at my husband (who by the way is not the type to deserve being yelled at!). I said things without really thinking and let my own mouth just go. What is the sense in that? Blah, I don’t like myself and the sin that I wish never ever happened. These days it’s my mouth! I’m glad my husband forgives, and ever more glad I have forgiveness in Christ. Still hurts to know I still sin against Him even with what I do know.