A Touch from Heaven

Art becomes a family heirloom passed down from one generation onto the next. Lord, you reached down from heaven and took hold of my hand, when the darkness surrounded every inch of my being, your light came in shining so bright it was blinding. You put every shattered piece back together and made me whole in you. In you I am complete. In you I find wholeness and perfection of love.

How small we truly are. You created every atom, being, piece of life, heavenly body, the universe. How is it that you care so greatly for us?