wrangled and wrinkled.

Sunday, October 09, 2005

More excerpts to keep in mind:

"I undressed and got on my knees beside the bed, but the words wouldn't come." he remembered. "I couldn't put into human language all the things for which I wanted to thank Him: for the peace I was feeling now; for the years He has pulled me through; for the bright future; for life itself. I stayed that way for a long, long time, kneeling with my head in my hands, my mind racing back over the years touching on every wrong I could remember doing, clearing my conscience of it."

" ' Only don't give up on me,' I prayed silently 'I can't make it without You."

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

what are you reading?

Jeff of course said...

It's a book about Johnny Cash.