Click here to add your oI’ve never been good at poker for this very reason! My face gives me away! Might as well be a mirror that reflects EXACTLY what I’m holding in my hand! AND what I’m not! Can’t bluff my way out of the slightest disappointing deal. I think this thin-skinned transparency is born of a deep commitment to honesty and integrity… not winning traits for poker or other gambling ventures in life. I’d like to think You value it though Lord. Keeps me honest with You. Allows me to bring You the hand I’ve been dealt and cry over it openly if I need to. Bemoan it, grapple with it, and even question the part You’ve played in shuffling the cards to allow me that specific hand. Where are those face cards when I need them? Better yet, where is YOUR face in my neediness? The heck with the hand. Those come and go. You remain. This cancer is definitely not the deal I wanted, and I ain’t ‘a gonna pretend that it is! So given that I’m stuck in this gambling game, use my transparency to help others dealt with stinky hands to play theirs as best they can! (And please, let’s make my hodgepodge of deuces wild!)wn text