But who can discern their own errors? Forgive my hidden faults. Keep your servant also from willful sins; may they not rule over me. Then I will be blameless, innocent of great transgression. (Psalms 19:12-13)
One of my dear friends suffered from cancer for several years before she won the victory through death. As her condition worsened, the slightest touch caused her severe pain. I knew this, yet, in my zeal to show affection, I attempted to massage her shoulders.
She tenderly looked up at me and said, “Please stop.”
I knew I had hurt her. The memory of it still sends a jolt of regret into my heart. (Read More)
See you in a twinkling,
Brenda K. Hendricks