Strange, this familiar Father of prodigals whose love, too much for one lifetime, wills that we shall share the feast of forgiveness and joy in the epilogue of eternity. Strange this daily advent of EMMANUEL. —J.F. WILSON
I get the floods of emotion. Whether excitement, disappointment, or just plain heartache.
In all transparency, my heart is overwhelmed tonight. So much so, that I can say nothing other than how grateful I am for His heart lovingly threaded to mine, the pain that He felt that I might hear His whispers of Hope, for His Grace that allows me to rise from the ashes of life. To be His.