Thoughts on Psalm 19: 14

I found myself bothered. Not only by the actions of others, but by the thoughts from my own mind. All the while, this verse from the psalmist kept ruminating through my heart, calling me to attention. Then I thought about the verse of Scripture that tells us of the night Jesus was betrayed, Peter's mouth, it says, got the better of him. "He called down curses," the Word declares. I don't know the man! Matthew's version of the events do not give us the exact words of Peter's tirade. There is no need. Why put that kind of language into the hearts and minds of the reader? Why say, "This is okay to write, just don't say it." Or, "This is okay to say, just don't write it." Either way, I'm struggl

Happy 4th to all!

I snapped this photo a few years back while in my hometown during another holiday, Christmas. Notice the two Napoleon 12-pounder cannons from the Civil War days surrounding our flag. Screven County has kept them in excellent shape, and as a tribute--I suppose--to the sadness of war. (And yes, Sherman marched through, but no, he didn't burn the town to the ground.) War is that thing we fight when we stand on opposing sides. When we desire to be heard above all the other voices shouting into the fray. When we request our freedom and are denied. I cannot help but wonder how many Americans really understand the price paid for the freedoms we now experience. Or why it was so important in the firs

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