Cindy recalls a wayward and much feared family down the street. They had recently helped plan their son's marriage. The son and his bride-to-be had first met during a road rage event. They'd decided to use it as the theme for their wedding. "That's our song!" ---is the way they affectionately referred to the song, which made light of murder.

                                                                                                               
   As she drives home from church, the children are light-hearted and happy.  But she has a more serious note.  In summation, she realizes that we tend to play everyone's song ...the songs of murderers, thieves, idolaters, adulterers, drunkards; all of which are not representative of what God would have us do.   God accepts us for who we are ---as filthy rags, but do we accept God for who He is?   Or do we accept only what He has done for us?  Do we wear the fine linens Jesus has prepared for us?                                        

    Cindy opens to the last page of her Bible and reads: "Blessed are they that do His commandments, that they may have right to the tree of life, and may enter in …..For without are …whosoever loveth and maketh a lie."