But you also know the shame you hide from yourself, the self-disdain you project onto those around you, the smallness you don’t even dare to acknowledge, the desperate and increasing need to condemn others in order to perform a virtue you know you don’t have, the need to tell lies and then more lies to yourself and all the world. That—that soul in sin-forged manacles—is you. It is, at least, the ruin of the person God made you to be: the shriveled shadow held within its cell, striving to break free into the shape of its bright entirety. The way to that freedom is just outside the prison door.
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