A Suffering Person Does Not Need A

I'd Grown Up In A Presbyterian Church, But I Really Didn't Know Christ Personally In My Heart. I Knew Him, But I Didn't Know Him. And There's A Difference Between An Intellectual Faith And A Personal, Heart Faith In Which I Opened My Heart To Him And Let Him Rule My Life.

There Is Not A Flower That Opens, Not A Seed That Falls Into The Ground, And Not An Ear Of Wheat That Nods On The End Of Its Stalk In The Wind That Does Not Preach And Proclaim The Greatness And The Mercy Of God To The Whole World.

No Matter How Prepared You Think You Are For The Death Of A Loved One, It Still Comes As A Shock, And It Still Hurts Very Deeply.

It Takes Suffering To Widen The Soul.

Truly, God Works In Mysterious Ways. The Wheels Of His Mercy And Justice Move Quietly, But They Do Move.