I think God's got some really neat angels working for Him....like that cop who reached out to me and that social worker and the owners of the shop who let me sleep in the back of their store on really cold days...and the guy working in the kitchen who always gave me food packages....Even when things got really dark - God was there providing through the kindness of those people and others like them.
I didn't know then what I know now....that His arms were always open...always ready to heal my hurts and clean me up. I still don't know how He did that but He did. Now I love Him. I really really love Him. And I want to be like those people who reached out to me when I had nothing to give back. And because He reached down, really far down to pull me out....I want to shine His light for others and tell them.....His arms are always open.
