Tiny Devotional for Tuesday, 01-26-2021
A great good morning to all my friends and neighbors in Internet Land! And to family members who have dropped by, frozen strawberries are tasteless. Like a sparrow in its’ flitting, like a swallow in its flying, So a curse without cause does not come to rest. Proverbs 26:2, NASB Curses weren’t a part of Redneck Culture on the dirt road in Macon where I grew up. Cussing? Yes! Saying “Gee!” or “Heck!” got my mouth washed out with soap; my grandparents were old school. (They TAUGHT old school, literally). Those mild words were substitutes (euphemisms) for the BAD cuss words, and thus prohibited. I also didn’t have experience with blessings as a child, other than the words spoken over our meals before eating. It wasn’t until 1986, when I was a somewhat-new father, that I learned that blessings were not only a real thing, but that they were near-essential gifts. Children NEED blessing from their parents. (Thanks, Gary Smalley and John Trent; thanks, Bill Gaddis,...