sin's ruthlessness-J.R. Miller

One day when the tide was out, a man went out to gather sea plants
on
the rocks, and in stepping from ledge to ledge--his foot slipped
down
and became jammed in a crevice. He attempted to pull it out--but
could
not. He cried aloud, he shrieked, he prayed--but all in vain--no
one
heard him! So the tide came rolling in, and rose up higher and
higher
until it rolled over him and drowned his last gurgling cry in its
remorseless waters.

In the same ruthless way--sin
clutches men! Even one sin, one secret sin, one evil habit--may
hold
the soul that indulges it--until the floods of judgment come and
roll
over it, engulfing it in eternal damnation!

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