Somehow, yesterday, in the heat of the battle, I turned away. Scorning the tried and tRUSTY weapons* you instructed me to use, I chose my own, cheap, black-market imitations acquired from a vanity fair store front window, brought home and hidden in the closet of my heart, where the GREATEST battle lies. *HIS WEAPONS I [...] Read more »
fellowship of following
March 11, 2012 I do well at following you, Lord— at a distance. But, when my intent to follow leads me into the throes of deep suffering, I am ashamed to say that, more than not, I prefer to lag behind in the outer court to warm myself in the glow of safe, acceptable, guarded [...] Read more »