Tag! You’re it!Remember playing tag as a kid?I used to play every Sunday night in the front yard of the church right after the service.The painted black handrails served as base.If you could make it to the rails, you were safe.But it never failed that someone would make his or her way to base and never leave.Granted, they were never tagged out, but they were also never really in the game either…
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I'm one sassy southern Mama who loves Jesus and isn't afraid to shout it. My passions are Jesus, my husband, my kids, and chocolate. I'm a teacher turned Christian writer. Ask me why I love Jesus and be prepared to sit a spell.
Love the Lord your God with all your heart and soul, but don't forget to love your neighbor as yourself. I am a firm believer that we can change the world one person at a time - by being Christ with the skin on to those who are in need.
Are you a sheep or a goat?