Word

Attempts to enter into worship are sometimes aborted journeys. That’s often because of the billboard-size distractions that hail us along the way.

What frames your internal world? Are the thoughts and intents of your heart a cluttered structure of wood, hay, and stubble, or do precious metal and costly stone form the building blocks of your life?

There are hidden aspects to sinful pride. They lurk around the edges of our lives concealing the arrogance that we condemn in others. Do you want to see what they look like?