I stopped and listened. Tell the story, He said again. My story, His story, the journey to becoming that which He created me to be - His beloved child.
One thing must remain constant—the door must be open enough to comfort her. An open door allows her to explore her domain and not feel isolated or insecure. A shut door makes her panic.
Some may call it coincidence. I see it as God reaching down through the vast Universe into a moment of need for one of His children.
Sword of Truth
It all came down to this - "Follow God in all you do and everything will be fine."
Lies cowered my soul The Truth imprisoned inside Jesus released it. Photo: Momentmal-Bernd
Most people think I am crazy to embrace my passing birthdays. I welcome each one.