This morning I cried because a friend is dying, and yet I prayed still trusting; my God knows best. The thief dying next to Jesus lived only a few hours then went to paradise: God knew best. The Apostle John lived to write half the New Testament, while his brother James was killed only a few months after Jesus’ resurrection: God knew best. Our life may only be a breath, but if we allow that breath to be breathed by God, we will never regret it. Wherever He leads us and whatever we find there, God knows best. Jesus, who knows the depths and tears of our hearts knows best and He knows the way home. Worship is that total rest we find in the wonderful discovery. God Knows best.!!
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