It seems like I often realize things as I'm talking out another situation...
Somehow in sharing with a friend yesterday I realized something wonderfully special about my Daddy. His loving way to gently handle my ever-fragile heart.
I also got to have a strong, good memory of the Easter morning my daddy went home to be with our Father. It's not often I get to, or allow myself to, remember much about my daddy, especially during his illness and most definitely his final morning with me.
Never doubt, our Father handles our fragile heart with beyond gentle hands, in every situation!
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How wonderful to know that we are loved and that He knows our heart before sometimes we do!
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