God Weaving the Threads of Our Lives into the Tapestry of His Purpose
Yesterday morning at early dawn, the sky was calling… and I could hear You say my name on a breeze heavy with fragrant Plumeria blossoms. As bats swooped and fluttered for breakfast over head, I searched for You, Father, under outstretched arms of the sunlit canopy, and with great wonder and delight in your goodness…
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