Overheard at worship: "I remember when you were a child". What a wonderful and scary phrase. Did they remember the baseball and the broken window? Or on a more positive note, perhaps a smiling face in a long ago Sunday school?
We need to treasure people who have known us for a long time. They are a good reminder that God has known us from even before our birth. We are blessed when someone has loved us from our childhood. We are blessed beyond measure with the knowledge that God loved us first, even before our first cry.
