Open Letter To Mike Guglielmucci

[aronwy]

(that is, IF he or anyone who knows him ever reads this)

There are people who understand. There are people who have forgiven. There are people who still accept. There are people who believe - in a God of mercy, grace and second chances. Where can you go now but up?

We know now why you wrote what you wrote. And we still believe. And we will still sing - if not publicly, then in private. One day you will sing it again. We believe.

You hold my every moment
You calm my raging seas
You walk with me through fire
And heal all my disease

I trust in You
I trust in You

I believe You’re my Healer
I believe You are all I need
I believe You’re my portion
I believe You’re more than enough for me
Jesus, You’re all I need

Nothing is impossible for You
Nothing is impossible
Nothing is impossible for You
You hold my world in Your hand

May you find healing - in more ways that you ever thought or imagined.