If smells only had colors,
I'm certain I would see
Little puffs of brown from the baby next to me.
Halfway through the sermon,
My stomach gave a lurch
and I was sorely tempted to sprint right out of church.
The daddy is a'rockin'
The baby gives a coo,
and every time dad pats his back
I get a whiff of poo!
Deborah is a military wife and mother of two children. It is her goal to approach moral ambivalence armed with strong opinions rooted in scripture (lively debate encouraged) and with an open, kind heart. She desires to engage both seekers and believers alike that Christ may be glorified.