Sometimes I Weep

Texas Woman Convicted for Operating Swinger’s Club Involving Young Children

I do not believe I am an overly sentimental type of guy, but as I read this horrible story this morning, I could not keep from weeping. I am sure my sensitivities to this particular kind of brutality are heightened as a relatively new father (my oldest is three), but I am – for better and/or worse – usually a rather stoic fellow. Yet, I continue to weep and pray for these children. Only God’s grace and mercy can save these little ones now.

It seems the depths of our depravity are as unfathomable as the heights of God’s goodness. I am sobered and brought low before Almighty God by the reality that this wickedness is in me.

Come, Lord Jesus! Come soon!