It's a good day to be drunk . . .
The cry of His heart . . .
For God so loved you and me . . .
It's all about the looks.
The moment we stop chasing after the essence of why He came and become more interested in the side-servings of His coming, then we have so sadly missed the mark.
At this point of the study, I felt the same shame as the one I felt when I admitted to the policeman that I was at church while my car was parked where it shouldn't have been.