Whenever Layla is with me for a sleepover, as I head to bed I strategically leave certain lights on, because inevitably sometime during the night she awakens and comes over to my bed, and I want the path for her to find me, to be clear in her state of half sleep.  As soon as I awaken to the sound of the her little feet coming across my bedroom floor I pull back the covers, and as she climbs in, I cuddle her close, kiss her cheek, and always whisper the same words… Grandma was waiting for you Darling.  I can’t help but think God does the same thing.  When we have those seasons of being shadowed by the dark nights of our souls, He leaves His light on for us and is waiting to whisper…. I’ve been waiting for you Darling.

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