Time for bed time to take my weary head and lay it down upon a sham and close my lids tuck and press until i find that perfect rest. I'll die in a sense no defense no pretense no justification no preparation. If burglar comes i won't be ready if news breaks i won't be... Continue Reading →
a plea for the Spirit when I’m tired
This is not going to be well edited. It's late. And I'm tired. Some days I'm just tired of bearing with the sins of others. I know it's ridiculously hypocritical because others are having to bear with my sins. And I know God is faithful and doesn't grow tired and does not give up when... Continue Reading →