Praying in the Rain
If deception is so deceptive, how does one know if one is being deceived?
I’ve just had a very merry Christmas. It was about as perfect as they come. My daughter and her family came for a week (five children, including eleven-month old twins). The services were beautiful and well attended. And it snowed enough to feel Christmassy, but not so much that you couldn’t get out of the house and take the kids to the zoo, or McDonalds, or whatever might give mom a break for an hour or two. It was truly an ideal…