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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