He could melt hearts, dissipate fear, and heal hatred in those brave enough to spend time with him.
Thank you, gentle God, for loving me as I am, through the ones who know me best, my family.
I died and went to heaven, and as the…holy fog cleared, I noticed I was wearing an apron…And when he looked up, I recognized his face as Jesus.
Perhaps then you will see that when you look upon the face of Jesus, he is already laughing.
…Jesus wasn’t counting.