Take the pan with you, I'll need it no more. Then he was gone. I called but in vain, All I could hear was the cold falling rain. I walked inside and closed the door, And looked all around me as never before. But I'd sent him on down the cold dark street.
Forgiveness requires confession.
Confession requires change. Change requires courage. Courage requires commitment. Can't we get to heaven without it. We've missed you before.