One mustard stain can ruin everything. It doesn’t really matter that 99.4% of my shirt is clean. It’s that .6% of mustard stain (or maybe 15% pending on how I tackled that sandwich) that my eyes immediately go to. We… Continue Reading
Man piles a mountain of sin, but God will match it, and he upheaves a loftier mountain of grace; man heaps up a still huger hill of sin, but the Lord overtops it with ten times more grace; and so… Continue Reading
I don’t want to be like the rancid half-empty glass of sweet tea sitting on my desk. It used to be refreshing. It was cold, it was tasty, and it went well with my lunch. On a hot day it… Continue Reading
O LORD, how many are my foes! Many are rising against me; many are saying of my soul, there is no salvation for him in God. Selah But you, O LORD, are a shield about me,… Continue Reading