Battle lines

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It’s 8:30.  My son is still in bed.  Over the weekend a line was drawn in the sand.  He just stepped over it.

“The king’s heart is in the hands of the Lord; He turns it wherever He wishes.”  So why has He not turned Matt’s heart?  Perhaps it’s me; I’m not where I need to be.

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