Sometimes when I listen to the cries of frustration of my baby, I think to myself, "You too?" I've been admiring this song for some time now. He sings just like a little boy, with tears on a hot little face and a mouth wide open yelling. I like being reminded that I am a babe to my Heavenly Father 'cause as adults we just don't get to throw tantrums.
Brothers, think of what you were when you were called. He chose the lowly things of the world and the despised things--and the things that are not--to nullify the things that are, so that no one may boast before Him. (1 cor 1:26,28)
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