God is chiseling on you. Chipping away the gunk, junk, bunk. Sandpapering to a polish. Maybe even sandblasting at times. I’ve even gone through seasons I feel like sledgehammers are his tool of choice. But that’s okay. I know I deserve it, and so do you. And he’s preparing us to live for him in... Continue Reading →
PRISONER OF WAR
There is a battle going on. No, I am not talking about Washington D.C. or the Middle East - though I could easily do that. I am talking a little closer to home - like your mind. There is a battle going on in your mind. Hollywood depicts it as a mini-me devil on one... Continue Reading →