Quite true. There's no trying to shine ourselves up and hide all the mud and dirt from the One who knows us better than we even know ourselves. Great post; thanks for sharing this story.
Great story I truly enjoyed it. Brought back memories. My Grandparents took me in as a troubled teenager. On weekends I could do what ever I liked after chores and stay out as late as I wanted. Breakfast was served every morning around 6, and I was to be there, and no naps later in the day.
He always asked me what time I got in and I never lied because if he asked me a question, he already knew the answer. Thank for bringing back those memories.
Quite true. There's no trying to shine ourselves up and hide all the mud and dirt from the One who knows us better than we even know ourselves. Great post; thanks for sharing this story.
I'm glad you enjoyed it. Thank you for the kind words.
Great story and well written. Thanks for sharing a personal story.
Thank you for your kind words...
Fantastic essay!
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Great Post!
Great story I truly enjoyed it. Brought back memories. My Grandparents took me in as a troubled teenager. On weekends I could do what ever I liked after chores and stay out as late as I wanted. Breakfast was served every morning around 6, and I was to be there, and no naps later in the day.
He always asked me what time I got in and I never lied because if he asked me a question, he already knew the answer. Thank for bringing back those memories.
You are welcome... I'm glad you enjoyed it!