Aletheia

I am happy playing in my little puddle of sin.
My father is away, I will go play.
My puddle is fun.
My puddle is kinda dirty
My puddle is cold.
I want out of my puddle.
But Daddy is in the house.
I will have to see Daddy when I leave this puddle.
I don't want to see Him.
I'm happy in my little puddle of sin.
Who is that
He looks like a friend
He says He is my Daddies Son.
Go away liar
I'm happy without Daddy
Really I am
I can go back to be with Daddy He says.
But I'm happy in my cold muddy puddle.
I'm tired of this muddy puddle.
Clean me off Daddy.
I'm tired of being dirty.

Isaiah 1:18 "come now, let us reason together," says the Lord. "though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be white as snow; though they are red as crimson, they shall be like wool."