Immanuel

Years ago, at Department store in St. Louis, MO. (I was about 8 years old) I found myself lost.  My mom was gone.  The big store engulfed me with its stuff, and I was all-alone. Somehow I had wandered into another area without anyone noticing.  My thoughts went into panic mode.  I just knew they had left the store, and I would be on my own forever.  What I didn’t know was my mom and the rest of the family was looking for me too with the same tenacity.  When we saw each other, peace and joy came back into my heart.

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