Little pigs, little pigs let me in. Not by the hair of our chiny, chin, chin. Then I’ll huff and puff and blow your house in. So the big bad wolf huffed and puffed, and blew the house of the second pig in. So off they ran.........
I give you this question. “My little pigs, when the Big Bad Wolf, Satan, comes huffing and puffing, which house do you want to be in?”
Let’s not be the man that built his spiritual house upon the sands.