Ever and again, the weather proofing erodes from my armor.
And, I am left with only rust.
A state of vulnerability…nonetheless.
No matter how I clear the track of every obstacle and fuss. 91 more words
THE PROPER ATTITUDE IN THE HOUSE OF GOD:
A Study In FIRST TIMOTHY.
Over the past several years I have noticed a certain casualness that has become prevalent on Sunday mornings. 2,148 more words