I have to tell you a story, Dolly, from my perspective. I'll let Tonk speak for himself.
I have drifted away from God so many times that I've lost count, but His infinite love has always pulled me back.
The "getting ready" to find the answer on my knees has always been a painful experience.
This time was no different.
The night we almost lost our baby afer his hernia surgery I was on my knees pleading with God through the night, along with so many people on this forum.
With the morning light I got the call that he was doing better, and I knew that God had answered our prayers.
We all pray for a closer walk with Him, and I've found the path once again.
A lady on another thread mentioned that she wasn't surprised that I had gone to the rescue of this little baby, but, you see, I didn't rescue this little baby.
He rescued me.