This morning I read Matthew 16-18 and I only have one thing to say: forgiveness.
In addition to my daily scripture reading I am also reading The Shack
I never read Christian fiction because they all seem to portray life as roses and sunshine. They are just too syrupy sweet for me. Not so, with The Shack. It's kinda gritty actually. I'm almost finished with it but while I'm reading it I keep asking myself the question: If I could sit down and have a face-to-face with God, what would I say?
I'm sure I'd ask him about the monkey wrenches...