I have been thinking about it so perhaps I should write about it this morning. I recall a time. A panic attack was forming. I could feel it coming on. I was scared. I didn’t want to go there AGAIN. And in ignorant desperation I cried out – literally!: JESUS, pray for me. He did.
A Gathering Place for Christian Devotions and Prayer. Have you met the One who knows EVERYTHING about you and yet He still loves you and wants you to spend Eternity with Him?
The White Stone 