
Counterfeit Christianity
When one of my boys was little, he would ask “Wanna to talk?” We would say yes, of course. He would walk to his little tiny chair and then we would sit in the other little tiny chair and he would talk. There were times we would talk on bridges, back of boats, front yard or back yard. I remember one time, he asked me to go talk, we were outside and he looked up to the sky and discovered that the clouds looked like animals. We picked out a dog and a pig. He then paused and ask