for some reason i have always been drawn to the less than perfect Mary. not sure why i just have. it breaks my heart to think of those who make the wrong choices in life and the calamity it brings. most times those choices lead to a life of spiritual death and an unclean soul. the work of evil that convinces us to give it just one try, saturates the world in which we live. even our clothes shout out to us to "just do it" as its mark covers our trail. i know i come hear with my hat in my hand admitting my sinful nature. my flesh and my soul separate some how yet my spirit cries out in pain, when wicked chooses me. what if, echos through my brain as i launch into of a memory once told, when the me i used to be strutted about freely. who was that man that owned his world yet not his soul? the me i use to know. Praise God for He took away my world and gave me back my soul.

some of you may know this bit of scripture...

John 8:
10 Jesus straightened up and asked her, “Woman, where are they? Has no one condemned you?”
11 “No one, sir,” she said, “Then neither do I condemn you,” Jesus declared. “Go now and leave your life of sin.”

and Jesus forgives her. but what about this promise He made, have you heard of it?

John 3:
17 For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him.

tell me, how could He have ever condemned her, or for that matter how could He condemn you? there is only one way to be condemned and that is by denying the forgiveness.

Praise God,

be a blessing,
bubba