A Slip of the Lip by Frances Gregory Pasch I did it again, Lord, opened my mouth at the wrong time... not once, but three times. Why did I have to say "comb your hair"? Why wasn't I just happy that he was going to church with me? Am I still worried about what others think? I thought I had overcome that. In retrospect, my heart was more disheveled than his hair.
A New Life by Frances Gregory Pasch I reached across the chasm between my God and me… the space was more expansive, than the waters of the sea. I could not touch God’s outstretched arm no matter how I tried. There was no way to breach the gap because of sin and pride. But then I learned that Jesus paid the price for all my sin… if I would just believe in Him a new life would begin. So I repented of my sin and stretched my arms out wide; not only did He breach the gap… within me He resides.