End it

This is such a crazy thing. There are so many human traffic hubs up and down 1960. It is close to us. Somewhere where many think it would never happen. But it can and it does. It happens 25% of the time in Texas.

Comparison

(photo courtesy: John Acuff)

It is so easy to compare.

Compare clothes, hair or makeup. But, recently I have found myself comparing what I THINK someone's relationship with Christ is to mine.

"Dad"

 

Maybe you know, maybe you don't. But, my "father" is not a part of my life.

He chose alcohol over me.

He chose to be a selfish man rather than be a selfless parent.

Always

For me, it is so much easier to admit when I screwed up to other people than it is to admit it to God.

Maybe because I feel like it is more of an even playing field and my peers may have more empathy and I feel like God is so perfect like He would never understand.

But, the crazy thing that I ALWAYS forget is that God already knows. Like He is already aware of what I did and the shame and guilt I feel.