Prayer is answered: Our hands close, God's hands open, what does He give?
He says "Yes," I go my way. Or He says "No," and I do too.
Between these two, beyond them, He answers, "Wait," and there He is found.
Job Sits with Me in My Grief I closed the door to my private room and sat on the cushioned futon with a cup of tea. When the words came, the...
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