Crumpled Bits of Paper
She wrote heartbreak poetry; broken dreams were all she had.
She wondered allowed, "There has to be a way to know where we go when we come to the end of our life."
The next day she drove to the local bookstore at the local mall and just stared at the Bibles. She thought, "Where do I begin?" "How do I find the truth?"
Five years later, after marriage and a move to the midwest, she read a copy of the "Our Daily Bread" devotional and finally understood what Jesus did for her on the cross. He paid the price for her sins, past, present and future.
Her desire to know God, to know whether He loved her or not could not be denied.
And the truth set her free.
That girl is me.
