Some things are inevitable.
The sun rising and setting.
The tide rolling in and out along the shoreline.
Succumbing to sin.
No matter how hard we fight it, sin always creeps into our lives.
Now, it’s staring me right in the face.
In this job, hard decisions are inevitable.
Ones that cost lives and eat away at souls.
But there’s no use fighting it.
Sometimes embracing what’s coming is the only way to survive.
Even if it’s the very thing, the very person you’ve fought against for so long.
Because the war I’m smack dab in the middle of isn’t going to just end.
And I need to fuel it if I want to win.