LATEST RELEASE... 2/19/26... The Forest is Forever: No. 3 in The Collected Ralph Stories

Monday, May 16, 2022

Why Is There Pain?

 Is it because we have been skating along and fell?


Is it Original Sin?  Our fallen world?

Psalm 38:15-18

Lord, I wait for you; you will answer, Lord my God. For I said, "Do not let them gloat or exalt themselves over me when my feet slip." For I am about to fall, and my pain is ever with me. I confess my iniquity; I am troubled by my sin.

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