As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I knew they were wrong. Something inside of me wanted to tell the truth, but like a split-second decision that changes your destiny, the river flowed out of the wrong channel. Trying to catch the words, they were gone, smoke spreading on a cold morning. Now out in the open, I had to deal with the after affect. So, I justified the words, first to myself, then to God. Neither... Read more