Sunday Mourning may be Friday night for some, addiction for others or the absence of a mother and/or father for a few. But its the almost unforgivable or damaging mistakes that are made by the person(s) that gives life and ultimately teaches us. The mistakes that impact us in a way that we don't understand until we end repeating the same behavior.
I call mine, "Sunday Mourning" because the person that introduced me to my faith in God, taught me what it means to pray and how to get on my knees before the throne of grace also brought me my greatest pains in life. "For out of the mouth flows the issues of the heart...". Althought the issues were there before I was conceived, I slowly adopted those same issues as my own...
Sunday Mourning, a story of redemption, tragedy and the surrender to God that led to a life of purpose.