Its not often I can reflect back on my father with fond memories, - TopicsExpress



          

Its not often I can reflect back on my father with fond memories, but I did inherit his ability to be close to God through nature. Whether its flinching in the middle of a thunderstorm or (like today) strolling beneath a cotton-candy sky, I cant help but feel Gods presence! I cant help but smile. I feel something in me rise up like a flower to the sun, like a soldier before the king. Reading how He personally gave up His seat in Heaven, lived a trying life, and facing a vicious death so I could one day come home to Him...that He would love me so! Take it as preaching, take it as spiritual propaganda (I really dont care) there is God, at every turn of my head. BIGGod > smallme
Posted on: Sun, 30 Mar 2014 02:06:44 +0000

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