Forgiveness? Is God Really Personal? YES! And YES!
I remember the white bunk bed, I got top bunk because I was the oldest. My little sis would ask me to hang down my arm and hold her hand until she went to sleep. We had a code knock with our brother who was in the next room. 3 knocks for "I love you," and one final knock for "goodnight." That's a picture I'll always hold onto. I loved that time of the day. Sometimes we would all get the giggles and not be able to stop. It's still fun to get the giggles. It's so rare as adults, but so fun when you collapse on the floor, tears streaming down, laughing so hard you can't breathe! For a moment we let ourselves be little kids again. Well, that little girl in me would crawl up into that cozy spot and say my prayers. I would confess my sins to God. Then I would lie there in bed, restless, until finally I had to get up and go confess my sins to my parents. They didn't tell me to do this, I just didn't believe G...