Growing
up we destroyed my mother's house. We broke all the whatnot's and glued them
back together. We broke the bed slacks. We even broke the glass window pane in
the kitchen window in the summer and mom did not notice until the winter. My
brother and I were the tag team of crime. Although, we never confessed a crime,
for some reason I have always been the fall guy.
As
an adult it pleases me to know that Jesus is covering all my failures, pain,
and sins. Jesus is my scapegoat now [Hebrews 9:26-28]. Are you still taking the
blame?
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