Last evening at work a new coworker with whom I have quickly become friendly asked me join him and some friends for their weekly Saturday night small stakes poker game.
I couldn't.
I couldn't even want to for the sake of the gospel.
I'm remembering Jesus hanging with Matthew and his friends and I'm feeling like a Pharisee.
I'm happy not to be a pastor and to be a disciple living in the world and for the opportunities to be salt and light. I rejoice in the life I have. Clearly, though, I have a way to go in figuring it out.
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