Confession is difficult. It doesn't come easy - at least not for me. To admit I was wrong feels synonymous with accepting defeat. As a competitive person, defeat is one thing, accepting it quite another. But therein is the lie - confession is not defeat; it's ensuring wrong is not on repeat.
Merry Christmas!
This is your last-minute reminder. Your "clock has struck midnight" moment. Your calm before the storm.
"It's the most ________________ time of the year". How would you fill in that blank? Sitting next to my daughter, who just came home from school with a fever, I think busy. Maybe you can relate.
Remember. It's what this weekend is all about. Remembering people like my grandpa and uncles who gave their time, energy and risked their lives to establish and preserve some of the freedoms we enjoy today. But Memorial Day points us to a greater reality to remember.
Preacher on the Run... 