Pride. Is there a better word to describe what it represents? Probably not. Is the word too big? Does it encompass too much to possibly dissect, rendering the word monumental in meaning and far too overwhelming to understand?
I don’t know.
Last night I was sitting amongst friends, one with a KJV, one with NASB, [...]
Continue Reading →Standing at the edge of the island in the middle of her kitchen, I was looking for something to do. I had just chopped 3 onions while a playful young man scooted a bowl around the edge of the circular table while sputtering car noises as though his bowl had an engine of its own. [...]
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