Oh, how easy it would be for me to tell God to quit pointing out my faults. How easy it would be to tell Him to quit picking on me. How easy it would be to tell Him to leave me alone already and go point out somebody else's. How easy it would be to tell Him to JUST LEAVE ME ALONE. Why doesn't He ever quit picking on me? I could moan and complain. And I have done much of that whining - in the past. I have yet to meet anyone who is convicted as quickly, and as often, about one's sins as I am by...
Published on June 04, 2014 13:48