a boy. he asked me: when you've been a murderer, like me, how can God use you? how can God know you? can you still go to Heaven?
the one who conquers will have this heritage, and I will be his God and he will be my son--revelation 21:7
i could only answer: it's only about Jesus. those acts were nailed to the cross with Him. you are only His son now. when He sees you, He sees love, not was was done before you knew Him.
he smiles and nods his head. i pray he feels this, believes this.
they have had so much pain, hardship, and suffering in their young lives, yet, i find constant that there is peace and joy in their countenance.
“Lord, make me an instrument of your peace; where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; and where there is sadness, joy.”--st. francis
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