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It didn’t occur to him until he was riding back to Rome that for the first time in his life, he had put another’s feelings above his own.
Who am I but a slave? How do I explain to them that I’m really the one who is free, and they are the captives?
“God cares about everyone. All men are his creation, but those who choose to believe become his children and share in the inheritance of his Son.”
Sometimes I feel so close to you I want to weep, and sometimes I can’t feel your presence at all.
You are here, Lord. You are here and all around me. Would that I could always feel your presence so profoundly. Oh, Lord, that I may one day bow before you and worship you forever.
