I heard a testimony today. I think I have been making room for the testimony, while Dad has been doing the work. The testifier really needed to hear the testimony. It made the miracle even more real. It was wonderful to have nothing to do but celebrate.
The goodness of God, alive in the real practical life of a human. Who decides to trust an unseen God.
So, Father, thank you. Thank you for a testimony of your great grace. I love your grace. I love to see your grace knocking down prison walls. My walls knocked down is very very good. Getting to witness the rubble and dust of someone else's...wow. Thank you.
Monday, April 4, 2011
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