Jan 29, 2007 13:17
John said he knew a painter. His life was painting. He made a living. One day his house caught fire and burned down. His life in ashes. The painter told John it was the best thing that ever happened to him.
Sometimes worldly things obstruct your vision. And when they're gone, that's when you can finally see clearly.
I am convicted. It's hard to see the Light in such a dark place.
But God has a plan for me. I'm leavin' it to the Big Guy.
Grace like rain falls down on me and all my stains are washed away... are washed away