A Father/Daughter Story

My youngest daughter and her dad spend two hours a day commuting to work together, talking, listening, thinking.

One evening my husband wanted help. He called my daughter’s name. She knew what he wanted without his even saying.

It’s the same with our Father in heaven. Spend time alone with Him, in prayer, and you’ll understand Him. When He calls your name, you’ll know what He wants.

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