Ihave a large canvas print on the living room wall that reads: “When life gets too hard to stand … kneel.”

I believe in those words. More than you can imagine.

Don’t tell me that God doesn’t exist, for I have seen too much, felt too much and lived too much to believe otherwise.

I have seen miracles, the kind that show up in the middle of a Monday afternoon when you are knee-deep in housework and worry.

The kind that whisper, “I am here,” when the world around you has completely fallen apart.

We live in a world that is quick to explain things away.

Science.

Coincidence.

Luck.

And I believe in science, I do. But I also believe in grace. I believe in timing too perfect to be random. I believe in prayers answered in ways we never expected.

No … not the lightning-bolt, raining-down-fr

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