The Son of God comes knocking. In every event He seeks an entrance to my heart, yes, even in my most helpless, futile, fruitless moments. The very cracks and empty crannies of my life, my perplexities and hurts and botched-up jobs, He wants to fill with Himself, His joy, His life.
--Elisabeth Elliot
None of us are exempt from the hurts that life brings. Most painful sometimes are our own shortcomings and failures. How thankful I am for a God who meets us in those very places with a love that knows no bounds.
