Sliver Me This!

At my work, there are a lot of harp, hazardous things just for a clumsy person like myself. Though I make pizzas, all the topping must be cut fresh that morning so there are a lot of knives and tools to dice the snot out of everything. I get cut all the time! (Half the reason is I don't care and the other half is, well . . . I'm always writing in my head and have trouble remembering I'm at work and not in one of my stories.) 
The other day, I opened a can of pineapple and, when a removed the lid, a sharp pain stabbed my thumb. I grimaced, looked at my thumb, but saw nothing. I shrugged and continued with my work. When I grabbed something, the pain pricked again and I looked even closer at my thumb. There, embedded in my skin, was the smallest, metal sliver you could imagine. 
I stared at the sliver for a long moment in awe. What a small thing! That little thing kept me from working! Yes, I could have worked the rest of the day, but my productivity would be hindered by an item barely visible! Needless to say, I yanked the sliver out and continued with my work, but kept thinking about it. 
Sin starts small. It doesn't take much to get it embedded in our lives. We might not see it at first it’s so small, but it’s still there. With every prick and stab, our work on earth is hindered as we struggle with the pain. How do we remove it from our lives? We don't. God's really the only One who can see the tinny, sin sliver and He along can remove it. It's just a thought I had. 
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