Friday, July 20, 2012

Ps 139:15-16
You know exactly how I was made, bit by bit, how I was sculpted from nothing into something. 16 Like an open book, you watched me grow from conception to birth; all the stages of my life were spread out before you, The days of my life all prepared before I'd even lived one day.

Did He know that I would live in a wheelchair now? Oh yes!

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