My mother sat down, clasped her hands under her chin casting her penetrating eyes on me and asked, “Whose is this?”
Suddenly, my face and ears had a temperature of their own. Hot. Fear and guilt gripped me tighter than bark on a tree. “Rob’s,” I said.
Category: Integrity
Iniquity or Integrity?
Joseph felt terror at his older brothers’ wrath when they ripped his tunic from him. Although he struggled against his brothers, Joseph found himself bound and in the hands of Ishmaelite traders. He was in a caravan headed to Egypt !