The puzzle had one missing piece. We had two theories. The first was, “the dog ate the piece.” We have caught the dog with a piece in her mouth, so this is a plausible explanation. We looked at the dog. The dog looked back at us. The dog denied knowing anything about the puzzle piece. The second theory is that it had dropped off the table.
We got out flashlights and got down on our hands and knees and searched. We took the couch apart. We looked under the rug. After a half and hour of searching we still had not found the piece. It was very frustrating.
The next morning I reached into the closet to grab my workout shoes and saw a puzzle piece, no, not “a” puzzle piece, but “THE” puzzle piece sitting on the floor. I did not put it there. It did not walk to my closet. I looked at the dog. She denied knowing anything. I looked back at the puzzle piece. It was not saying anything. It must have hitched a ride, been caught in a piece of fabric or stuck to the bottom of my shoe.
I asked myself, “Should I tell?” I could just scoot it under something. I could ignore it. I could “find” it near the puzzle. I only hesitated for a second, but it was there. That is the problem of humanity. We sin naturally. We are sinners. I am a sinner. And our pride can’t stand for us to look bad. We naturally move toward image management-to show ourselves in the best light. I stopped and got my phone and took a picture. I wanted evidence. I picked up the piece and brought it to the puzzle. I put it right on the top. I told Cindy.
The only way to deal with a sin problem is to acknowledge it. I did not take the picture for Cindy. I took it for me. Now when I scroll past it I will have to remember that I have not yet succeeded in taking every thought captive, I did, however, win the wrestling match - this time.