Me: Father, why don't you just heal all my hurts?
God: This is your heart we're talking about. Do you want me to just go in there like a bulldozer and just flatten everything out?
Me: I don't know. Doesn't sound fun. Sounds painful. Maybe that's what it will take though. It might be worth it.
God: Okay, son, listen to me. My goal is restoration, like an artist who lovingly and patiently restores an old painting... But, be patient; I AM doing that delicate work in you.
Me: Okay, God.
God: I love you, son.
Me: I love you, too.
Borrowed from The God Journey
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