I opened it up, and it pierced, as it always does. Pierces right down to the core, the place where darkness can be festering…pride, hoping in things other than the Savior, praise of men…

and I knew what I needed to do, and I wrestled with God over the piercing, for I want to be a voice for people like Patricia, but more importantly,

I want to be obedient.

So instead of a crazy story that Jesus led me into on Saturday night, I type out words far more important. And I take down words spoken by a mere person, and post words spoken by the Humble King.

“Beware of practicing your righteousness before other people in order to be seen by them,

for then you will have no reward from your Father who is in heaven.

Thus, when you give to the needy, sound no trumpet before you (post no blog post),

as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and in the streets, that they may be praised by others.

Truly, I say to you, they have received their reward.

But when you give to the needy, do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing,

so that your giving may be in secret.

And your Father who sees in secret will reward you. “

Matthew 6:1-4