Awoke early this morning wondering: “If God were to write the opening paragraph to my biography, what would He have to say?”
Fell back to sleep with this still on my mind. When I woke again, the thought remained.
It hung with me while mowing the lawn, then like a bolt outta the blue, this is what I heard: “I’ve known Tom all of his life, even before he was born. And like so many before him, I created him in My image, gave him the mind of Christ and imbued him with free will.”
I’ve lost my freaking mind.