Never Alone

"How did you meet Jesus?” the radio host asked me on his live morning show. I wasn’t expecting the question, but I had a ready answer that I have never said before.

“It’s more like Jesus met me,” I said, “when I was little and special.”

He had always been right there. There on the beach. There in my garden. There in my school room. There in the snow fort. There in the sweet joys of childhood and nature. I may not have realized it then, but now, thinking back, I can see.

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