I believe in God, not because my parents told me to, not because my church told me to, but because I’ve experienced His presence and workings in my life and how awesome He is. How many times does He have to beat me over the head before it sinks in? Sometimes I feel like I’m one of the Jews wandering in the desert complaining about having only manna to eat. Hey! God’s providing everything I/we need…
BTW: Ryan had a great day today…
I have been thinking: Since the Holy Spirit lives in Ryan, he should be experiencing the same communion with the Lord that we do, even though he can’t physically express himself.
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I truly believe this Gary! I can only imagine the conversations he is enjoying. Thank you!
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