This article was originally written for Christ Hold Fast. There you are. You did it again. You reached for that bottle and swilled away your sorrows. You looked at that image to feel a semblance of pleasure and power. You uttered those words, imposing your will on those perceived less than you. In the moment it felt good. It felt right. There was a justification for that drink, that picture, that threat. But now the moment has passed and whatever fulfillment you thought you would get did not come. The aftermath of sinful gain is anything but what is promised. There is no glitz, only ash. There is no fullness, only emptiness. There is no satisfaction, only soot.