i love bad words
Just Jesus

I love bad words…

  A little person came to me to report that another little person had said the “A” word. I marched upstairs. “Why would you say the ‘A’ word?” I griped. The little person was already in tears. “I’m sorry,” she sniffled. “I was so frustrated with him, and it just flew out of my mouth.” She burst into tears.   “Well,” I sat to console and hug her, “good things need to come out of your mouth. Do you understand?” …