An answer to prayer

I grew up in a home where church and the Bible were an integral part of my experience. My dad was a preacher, and our family attended church every Sunday and Wednesday. I heard many sermons and attended many classes on the Bible, which I enjoyed.

However, I had a multitude of unanswered questions, and many of the answers I did receive left me hungering for a deeper understanding. I prayed, quietly and desperately, “Please, Father, show me the face of Christ.” 

When I was in college, my dad passed on, and I also had some romantic heartbreak. Then one day a friend, seeing my sadness, said there was a woman he wanted me to meet. 

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