April's Thoughts

Part 3 - The Cost of Grace   Tony woke in the pre-morning darkness to the strange smell of coffee. Strange because he didn’t make it.  He always made the coffee. He always was the one to get up early. “What is going on now?” He thought to himself.   Chrissy had been acting awfully strange lately. Her moods, which were always a bit of an extreme, were now off the charts.  Tony smiled at the thought of the feisty young woman he married. Then his brow furrowed with that worried look that he wore so often in recent days as he walked into the kitchen and saw Chrissy slouching over the counter near the coffee pot.   “Hey whatcha doin’ up so early?” Tony asked softly, feeling like he was walking on eggshells. As Chrissy straightened up and turned to look at him, he noticed how dark and haggard her eyes looked.   “I couldn’t sleep, so I thought I would make you some coffee,” Chrissy replied with a groggy rasp to her voice. Then grinned. “And me some...

  Part 1 - The Cost of Anger "His Mercies are New Every Morning"  Lamentations 3:22 She could feel the heat rising inside of her. It had to be showing on her face just how mad she was. Why didn’t he see that? How could he just sit there and act like nothing is going on? How could he think that there wasn’t anything that he should be doing at this moment? As Chrissy’s temper started boiling over, Tony just sat staring at the TV. This was an important game, Tony was so glad he got home in time to watch most of it. It had been a long day at work, and he was so tired. Now he could just relax. As he was relaxing another sensation came over him, as if someone were watching him - he felt the intensity of it. He took a quick look up from the TV to see Chrissy standing there. He could tell she was steaming - at something.  “What now?? Why can’t I just relax?  It was like this every day and he was getting sick of it!” Tony complained to himself. “What?!” Tony snapped “Are...