From Inspiration to Stinking Possums

I’m thinking that dead faith stinks in the nostrils of God like the dead possum I passed on the road the other day (on my bike; how long can you hold your breath climbing a 10% grade?).  I don’t want to go there again – with God, or past that possum.  And I hope He doesn’t […]

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