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how different his life would be if he could do it over |
| The gray-faced man was counting… his sins. He counted the lies he had said and the excuses he used. that made his life easier. He counted the stealing he had done; not banks or stores, but from his boss. Stealing time and work he shouldn't have done. He counted the attitudes he had shown. The lack of love and care in the things he had said and done. Tears fell when his biggest sin came to him. Why hadn’t he been thankful for what His Creator had given him? Why hadn’t he lived and loved thankfully instead of counting his sins? |