Because the Son set me free . . .
I still worry about what others think about me. I still hope everyone likes me. I never want to be the villain in anyone's bedtime story. But in the heart of those desires is pride. My assessment of myself is based on 'goodness' not 'godliness' and if I must be truthful, like Paul, no good [...]
There are other scars in our lives that tell the stories of where we have been and the paths we have trod . . .
Dear God . . .
If anyone must change who God has made them just to gain your love, respect, acceptance or even your acknowledgement of their humanity, then you have become the wrong crowd to hang around.
Everyday you wake up to one story or the other where someone has said or done something offensive and now their head is on the line.