It must seem like the world is ending, but wait and see what God will do. He must have something wonderful in mind.

Jesus would heal her past and take care of her todays and her tomorrows. Her Good Father held her future in His Hands.

What if God didn't want me, either? Where does one go if the Almighty rejects you?

I feel like the journey of the past ten, twelve years was leading me to this moment. Being worthy of you.

God told you to leave that trunk in the basement for me?" Incredulous. Doubt. Awe. "I think He did. I believe He did. And you found it. And you wore it.

Charlotte read the preprinted slip. Redeemed. $1,000. She whirled around. "Wait, sir, excuse me, but how did you know . . ." But he was gone. Along with the crowd and the hum of voices. Charlotte stood completely alone except for the battered trunk and the glittering swirl in the air.

You let him figure the outcome. We make our plans, but God directs our steps.

No use denying it. God was up to something.

But for God...

Lord, here we are, Nate and me. One hundred percent available. We don't know what's ahead, but you do. Whatever it is, we'll love it because you love us. And you are good.

God was like that, wasn't he? Dreaming big dreams for those he loved.

I don't know what the future may hold, but I know who holds the future.