I sit here reading a short book about God. I don’t know where it came from. Have you had that happen? You find something interesting in a stack of miscellaneous items that has been there undisturbed for a while.
Getting back to the small book, it starts at the place where we don’t know Him, but we know there is a place in our heart or soul that refuses to be satisfied. No matter what we offer it – food, fun, friendship or fortune, it is still there nagging or maybe aching.
Most of us have heard smart people tell us there is no God and He doesn’t care about us and we very gradually became the “wonderful creatures” we are today – murder and mayhem aside.
Yet the longing continues. Why, and from where? And furthermore, how did this get into my hands?
I have heard that God is relentless in His pursuit of you and me. He is!
He loves us!
Running With the Light 
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