O Love that wilt not let me go, I rest my weary soul in Thee; I give Thee back the life I owe, That in Thine ocean depths its flow May richer fuller be.
O Joy that seekest me thro pain I cannot close my heart to Thee; I trace the rainbow thro the rain, And feel the promise is not vain That morn shall tearless be. george matheson
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Oh, Dani-ga, can I be you when I grow up? Your site is beautiful, and even more beautiful is your obvious love and passion for Jesus. I am so touched and encouraged, humbled and moved to weeping...I long so deeply for the affection of Christ to fill my heart, Dave's, my children's. I miss God terribly and am ashamed to be so far in my heart and mind from Him. Thank you for calling. I know my Redeemer Lives. I know this night is not endless. He IS calling, wooing me back, and I just have to get to the surrendering/breaking point. I love your site, and listening to you as I read your words is a great comfort to me. I have to go. More later. Love, Faith
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