He prayed for us . . . .

. . . even then. John 17. Take some time, the computer won't leave, the TV can wait, open and read it word for word. Let it sink into your heart. . . then meet me back here.

It was so long ago. . . . and He prayed for you, for me, for those who would hear the word 2000 years later, on an unusually warm, sunny day in Texas, sitting where you are sitting, reading this very moment, looking at this computer screen. You. And He meant every word from the bottom of His heart.

And His Father listened and heard Him and answered. Today, Here, Now. And He, our Father, our God, is reaching down into the here and now, to you and me. Out of love. Answering a prayer not forgotten. Answering it ceaselessly, in your yesterday, your today, and your tomorrow.

Be still.


Listen. . . .. with your ears, heart, mind and soul.


Hear Him speak to your soul, hug your heart, wash your worries, comfort your cares.

Sink in, soak in, be smothered in His love and care.

Now -take a deep breath and then look up, look outward - and help that husband, that child, that mother, that father, that friend right beside you, help them to remember, to know. They need to know and remember, too, just like you and me.

It's been sweet to visit. We can meet again soon. I'll be here. Take care.
Love,
Michelle