My son sings

I could just barely hear his voice, but it was there singing “Your blood has washed away my sins. Jesus thank you…” Straining to mean the words I was singing...I still hear it. My son singing heartfelt songs to the One who came to save him. We sat after the song ended and he said to me “I love that song!”

Are you running after him, Father? Has the Hound of Heaven found the trail that leads to his heart? I pray that it is so.

Run, Father. Run after him. Please run.

Slow down son, the gentle breeze and still small voice is your Dad in pursuit of your life. Trust Him.

Jesus, thank you.


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