As I lay in bed, I turn to my right and I witness a miracle every single night as I rest, and oh what joy and honor it is for the wonderful God of the universe to allow me to be a part of this miracle unfolding before my very eyes, as I witness his essence into man. I lay and watch his chest go up and down as God continues to speak continual life into him as he deeply sleeps and receive order and direction from the hope that insures our future, grace and mercy. I'm witnessing a hopeless heart receive hope, love, completion and everlasting life. This miracle is so beautiful as he lay in silence while resting in the arms of our Abba Father, this miracles outer beauty is not merely physical, it's the radiance of the father radiating from within to the outer man, which causes his radiance and beauty. Me witnessing this beauty in all of it's splendor I can't articulate nor can my finite mind even began to fathom or express what I'm witnessing into words. All I can simply say is that this miracle is called.. MAN.
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