Isn’t that the way God works? She’d thought. He takes the things in our lives that are ugly, disgusting, and downright wicked, and transforms them into something magnificent.
...there is nothing unforgivable and there are no secrets before an all-knowing merciful God.
My grace is sufficient for thee. The words soothed her soul like a healing balm.
He realized he needed strength, sustenance that couldn’t come from bread alone. He desperately needed God.
It would still be a long way until she was completely free, but the door had been cracked open and a smidgen of hope broke through the darkness.
