This guy showed up. So annoying.

This guy showed up. So annoying.

My wife and kids were out of the house and I had gone to bed early. It had been a long day. As I laid my head on the pillow an image came to mind. A strong, attractive man, half dressed, was leaning back in a chair facing me. I felt he was inviting me towards him. ...
“You judge me, don’t you?”

“You judge me, don’t you?”

This question began a conversation which played on repeat in my head. It started when I walked into the gym, the boardroom, or the sanctuary. I silently asked it of my coach, boss, and pastor. I couldn’t shake it. It formed in my mind when someone spotted me on the...