“Sing the rain on the roof on a summer night where they still know wrong from right. Sing a song about the heartland, sing a song about my life.” Pure Country

When I count my blessings, one is to have been raised and belong to a tribe that still knows wrong from right. It is a quiet knowing with no need to argue or press it on another, because underneath is the peaceful knowledge that the God and Father of Jesus is the Sovereign over it.

“Woe to those who call evil good and good evil, who put darkness for light and light for darkness…” Is.5.20 Conversations Within” ts Sep 8, 2026