It’s times like this I’m grateful for a poor sense of smell. There it was, sitting in the middle of the grass, an armadillo carcass interrupting the serenity of my morning walk. I didn’t know what killed it, how long it had been there or how long it would be …
TOPICS: armor, confidence, defenses, Job 13, Job 19, redemption, safety, security, self-image, tragedy, trust, victory
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