Every time someone mentions the word “sin,” I squint a little… and wait for the speaker to explain herself or himself. Why, you may ask? Well, the thing about sin is that one can’t just go around asking a person to share a sin, or a “reprehensible or regrettable action, behavior, lapse, etc.; great fault or offense” without elaborating.
Take the Seven Deadly Sins, as an example—no Luvs, not the Lifetime miniseries where “Harper Grace is a manipulative queen bee at her local high school, but her popularity is usurped when transfer student Kaia Sellers comes to town, seducing her friend Beth’s boyfriend Adam, and even shamelessly pursuing handsome French teacher Mr. Powell,” but the vices found within Christian ethics. See how confusing this can be?
So… when Señor Narrator asked me to share my own 7 deadly sins, I decided to completely ignore the word “deadly” and run with the rest of the idea (yep, I’m wicked to the bone):
Pride – I’m one of “The Few. The Proud. The Marines.” I’m Dominican, a witchy woman and an Aries. Yeah, my Luvs, my pride is not a sin, but an expected virtue.
Envy – I covet the gift of writers who can illustrate their own work. But as a Witch, I know that emotions are energy and they can be changed into anything I want. I choose to take the good old jealousy I feel when I see my friend’s wondrous colors and shapes, and turn it into admiration. Now you know why I’m always promoting beautiful art. I’m envious!
Wrath – My fury is always ready to be delivered—via words, most of the time—to those who seem to embrace stupidity, and those who worship their own ignorance.
Sloth – Sid
Greed – I want all the books in the world, and all of my Piano Man’s time, and I want all the French vanilla coffee in the universe, and I want unlimited backrubs, endless writing time and...
Gluttony – Did I mention that I over-drink French vanilla coffee? And I can get quite wild in front of fresh French bread, dulce de leche ice cream, mangoes, Dominican cake… and I eat pineapple until my tongue goes numb.
Lust – Really? This is a sin? You must be joking. I’ve always thought my lusty nature was one of my most adorable virtues; live, love, laugh while you’re lusting and learn to do it often.
So, my Luvs, care to share a few sins (as defined by you) in the comment section? Run wild with it. Have fun. Be happy. Laugh a lot (even while you aren’t lusting). Life is too short for frowning.
Feel free to pick up the seven-deadly-sin-ball and blog about it (from your perspective, of course). If you don’t have a blog, share your take on Facebook, or get really creative and Tweet a sin (or seven)… Don’t forget to tell me about it; leave me a link with your comment, tag me, you know…