Someone told me something their daughter said to her father
and the words were such a blessing and a challenge to me
that I never want to forget them.
Oh, that this would be true of me.
"Dad," she said.
When you meet her,
you know that God is real.
You know that He inhabits people.
I have never felt this way around anyone."
Oh, God.
Inhabit me,
so others know you are real.
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