We Are Hanging Out

Devil First, it makes you a ton of gray, then another ton of gray, then another ton of gray… You realize you’ve turned pitch-black when you notice. And finally, it delivers the fatal blow and whispers to you like this: “You are not black, they are too white!” If the people around you in the environment you entered are handcuffs on your wrist, weight on your soul, darkness in your heart, the things spoken are a chain around your neck, the sins committed become shackles on your feet, then you are “hanging out” in the devil’s place. So, how about you? Where and with whom are you hanging out?