As I watched the pigs at work, I noticed the bare soil bathed in sunlight. It made me think of how often we allow our hearts to be overrun with brush and clutter of unforgiveness and lack of repentance.
As I watched the pigs at work, I noticed the bare soil bathed in sunlight. It made me think of how often we allow our hearts to be overrun with brush and clutter of unforgiveness and lack of repentance.