The one who fed five thousand with five loaves and two fishes. The one who stood at a tomb and cried with a loud voice, "Lazarus, come forth!" and Lazarus came. The one who restored sight to the blind and hope to the hopeless.
The one who said, "Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground outside your Father’s care. And even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. So don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows."
I never take lightly the privilege of talking to him. And knowing he listens and cares about every small detail of my life is almost more than my mind can comprehend.
You can talk to him, too—morning, noon or night. You don't need a title. You don't need silver or gold. You don't even need an appointment. Just open the door, and go right in. ♦
"Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace,
that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need."