God’s Embroidery

GOD’S EMBROIDERY When I was a little boy, my mother used to embroider a great deal. I would sit at her knee and look up from the floor and ask what she was doing. She informed me that she was embroidering. I told her that it looked like a...

Can You Relate?

CAN YOU RELATE? I drive into work listening to gospel music or a pre-recorded sermon on the radio. I get out of the car and walk to the building entrance. As I open the building door I leave just enough room for me to get in and I leave...