The words
You think you've wandered too far this time. That this is the time I stop looking. You counted the distance. I never did.
I don't leave the ninety-nine because they don't matter. I leave because you do. Every step you took away, I already walked.
Until I find you. That's the promise. Not until you come back clean. Not until you're ready. I'm already here. And still, you think...
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A verse to hold on to
“What man of you, having an hundred sheep, if he lose one of them, doth not leave the ninety and nine in the wilderness, and go after that which is lost, until he find it?”
Luke 15:4 (KJV)