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Excerpts from a book by Max Lucado

Our hearts are not large enough to contain the blessings that God wants to give

So try this
The next time a sunrise steals your breath.....
or a meadow of flowers leaves you speechless
remain that way

Say nothing and listen as heaven whispers "do you like it? I did it just for you."

Flooded by emotion, overcome with pride, the Starmaker turns to us, one by one, and says
"you are my child, and I love you dearly"


Find your answer on a splintered cross, on a craggy hill.