It was a humbling day yesterday. As I was driving home, it occurred to me that I have just so very far to go yet. I wish that I carried more love and tenderness in my words and voice. I pray God to touch my lips with the coal. Burn off the junk. Give me compassion and the eyes to see Your children just as You see them. I want to be there. I want to be a lover of the souls of men. I want to be just like You, Jesus.
