Ever since that darn piece of fruit men and women have been hiding because of their wrong doings.  When something happens, be it a blatant action or a trivial accident we feel the need to hide.  Hide from God, authority, family and friends.  What is it that compels this feeling, almost instantaneously, in us?

Well I have tried for a long time now to fight that feeling.  I decided that it is better to bight the bullet and fess up to something rather than have someone find out later and it be worse off.  I figure God is the one that we should be worried about the most and you can’t hide anything from Him anyway.  So, if He already knows well the worst is already over.

To show that I really do practice what I preach on here; here goes…since I know you read this PMC; I dropped one of the cameras tonight at church.  It didn’t do any damage, I just wanted to let you know.  I was at the church for prayer and decided to practice filming some while the band was playing.  I didn’t have a good hold on the camera and it took a dive.  I filmed for a little while after that and didn’t seem to have any trouble with it.

Again, I just wanted to let you know.  If something should come up with it in the near future let me know and I will be glad to pay to have it looked at.  The first thought I had, once I knew that the camera was fine, was “well it’s fine so there is no need to tell anyone.”  Like I said before, the feeling of hiding things that happen comes almost instantaneously.  I decided on my way home to let you know.  Once I won the debate with myself I already felt better.  I wrote this blog in my head on the drive home.  As I began writing (in my head) a sense of relief came over me.  Sometimes it is harder to do the right thing, but in the end it is always the best, and we always feel better.