Name Your Vice
The art of properly diagnosing a sick and double heart
Psalm 12 is a song of lament.
David looks around and struggles to find anyone whose words are not weaponized. Lies travel easily. Flattery is currency. People say one thing and mean another. Speech becomes a tool for manipulation rather than communion.
It feels uncomfortably familiar.
In our cultural moment, words are often used for sport. For clicks. For applause. Podcasters, pundits, and everyday people alike can learn to weaponize language. Some of us use words to wound. Others use them to signal virtue we do not actually live. We say what sounds right. We perform sincerity. But somewhere beneath the surface, the heart is not aligned with the mouth.
Psalm 12 invites us to look deeper than the words.
To examine the soil beneath them.
David is not just lamenting dishonest speech. He is grieving the sick heart underneath it. He is naming what Scripture later calls being double-minded. In Hebrew thought, this is to have a heart and a heart. A divided interior life. A fractured will.
It is like setting your GPS to two destinations at once.
Seattle and Portland.
You cannot arrive at both.
At some level of the soul, you want one thing.
At another level, you want something else.
And so the person becomes split. Disintegrated. Lacking integrity in the truest sense of the word. The old German root for sin, sünde, carries the sense of being sundered, split apart. A divided person is conquerable precisely because they are not whole.
Most of us know this experience.
We just rarely name it with precision.
It is easy to pray in generalities.
“God, forgive my sin.”
“Lord, help me do better.”
But vague prayers often produce vague transformation. It is like covering a cracked foundation with fresh soil. The damage is hidden for a time, but the fissure remains.
The invitation of Psalm 12 is more honest. More personal. Less pretentious.
Name your vice.
Not sin in general.
Your sin in particular.
If lust is your core vice, name it. Bring the specific patterns, habits, and fantasies into the light of God’s presence. When named honestly, lust can begin its slow transformation into chastity. Lust treats another person as an object for consumption. Chastity becomes rightly ordered desire that honors another’s dignity and seeks communion rather than consumption.
If envy is your vice, name it. If anger simmers beneath your calm exterior, name it. If pride hides behind competence and success, name it. If insecurity drives your need for approval, name it.
When you name the vice, you clarify the path toward virtue.
You know what healing looks like.
You know where grace must do its work.
This is where an ancient prayer becomes startlingly relevant:
“Teach me your way, Lord, that I may rely on your faithfulness; give me an undivided heart, that I may fear your name.” (Psalm 86v11)
An undivided heart.
Not a managed image.
Not a vague confession.
A unified interior life.
Because Jesus taught that good fruit comes from a good tree. The fruit of the Spirit does not grow from a divided heart but from a unified one. A heart set on the kingdom of God. A heart rooted in communion with the Father. When the heart is united, the life begins to bear the quiet evidence of that union: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness. Not manufactured fruit, but organic fruit. Fruit that grows because the root system is healthy.
God does not heal the version of you that hides behind generalities.
He heals the real you.
The specific you.
The one willing to tell the truth.
The moment you name what is actually there, something begins to mend. The split starts to close. Integrity grows not from pretending to be whole, but from bringing your fractures into the presence of the One who makes all things whole.
And slowly, almost imperceptibly, the heart becomes single.
The will becomes clear.
The life becomes fruitful.
A simple invitation for self-examination:
Where might you be double-hearted right now?
What specific vice is creating that inner split?
And what might it look like to name it honestly before God today?


