SINS

Four little letters, but a chilling word, a convicting word. In the book The Shack William Paul Young said, “Sin is its own punishment, devouring you from the inside.” Recently I pulled out some decorative items to brighten up my apartment and give it an air of Autumn with its lovely hues in red, orange,Continue reading “SINS”

Monday Mourning Dove

On Monday this week, I thought about a story a friend had told about his mother and a bird. “What bird is making all that racquet,”she asked. “A Mourning Dove,” my friend replied. afternoon!” But it’s afternoon,”his mom said. That led me to thinking about how many are”mourning” over the state of our world. TheContinue reading “Monday Mourning Dove”