…. they were unschooled, ordinary men …. they had been with Jesus …. the crippled man healed standing with them – Acts 4:13,14
What kind of God can make the morsels of snow,
fall from a gray sky
What kind of God can weave the tapestry of a rainbow,
and sketch it into a wet sky
What kind of God can take my fragile and wounded heart,
fill it with unconditional love
What kind of God can take away my guilt and shame,
and give me grace to rise above
….. If it hadnt been for you, where would I be?
— Smokie Norful, Where would I be ?