So God seems to say, “OK, I will do as you confess.” The next thing you know, an opportunity to prove our word comes our way, and at the first chance we get to substantiate our confession, we totally blow it.
My family and I live on a farm with a main house and a small cottage. After graduating high school, my twin daughters moved into the cottage while they attend local colleges or pursue their early adult interests. I love having them close by, but being the protective fatherly type, I tend to keep at least one eye towards the cottage and its goings on. I have a small set of rules about what happens on our property which they seem to abide pretty well.
Well, one morning I needed to find something that I thought was in the main room of the cottage and decided to enter the cottage after only a brief knock. To my surprise . . . Continue reading