By Anita Mondragon
The other night I went up in the gym and began playing the old piano that sits against the wall. Now, keep in mind I am not an accomplished musician. In fact, I can’t even read notes; I play by ear.
Well, as long as I stayed right there in the middle of the keyboard, things sounded real good. However, when I got in the lower or upper keys, I found that the old piano was out of tune.
The more I pondered on this, I realized the body of Christ is sometimes like that old piano. Then I made it personal and examined myself. What I found was appalling! Read more…