December mornings are one of my favorite things. I slip downstairs while it’s still quiet, turn on the white tree lights (our tree has the option of white and colored lights, so all of our family members are happy!), make a cup of coffee, and sneak in a few minutes reading the Word as I sit in a chair by the tree.
I’m reading Proverbs. As I get into chapters ten and eleven, Solomon keeps referring to “the righteous.”Continue reading “Borrowed Righteousness”