What if your story didn't just include the hurt but had potential to include the story of pursuit and ultimate rescue? And what if you could share that story freely without the shame or fear of where you've been but through the hope of where you are headed? Through His power not your own, through His love for you, through His knowledge of you, through His constant and active care and cultivating of all the yuck and of all the joy? What if you could experience the intertwining of it all in a way that allowed you to see the promise of heaven in every corner? I know it to be His heart And I know it to be His will
