The fiction writer/theologian
wrote that sin is a centrifugal
force, everything blowing out
from the center to the edge and
then beyond to death; every-
thing goes and blows out, out,
out, away and fades away. An-
other writer wrote that selfish
behavior leaves only pincers
pinching, pinching, pinching,
clicking, clicking, clicking
until even the clicking fades
away. Is it all fading away
at the end of the day or does
eternal love have something to
say? A biblical writer wrote
that mercy wins over judgment
each and every day — eternity’s
way.