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I pondered on the word “favoritism”. I thought I will try to write about this, my very first time. A “newbie” to this web site. As I drove my daughter to school, I could think about this word as my eyes drank in the beauty of the wispy clouds and the blue sky smiling at me. A song came to my mind, one I haven’t heard for a long time. “He loves me like I was His only child. I never felt so loved before, and I could never ask for more. He loves me like I was His only child. God really loves me. Yes, He really loves me. He loves me like I was His only child.” I began to sing it to the Lord. I felt His presence.
As I went on to my day, I wanted to find that old cassette, to hear the other verses to the song. I couldn’t find it. After Wednesday night choir practice, I was off with my daughter to do some last minute shopping. My husband was out of town and was going to be home tomorrow for our anniversary. We were planning 3 days to be together alone. As I was turning onto the main road to Wal-Mart I began singing that song from this morning, He loves me like I was His only child. Right in front of me, a car had pulled out! My headlights shown on the driver’s face! I slammed on the brakes and missed the car. The other car went on. I could not move. Tears welled up and I thanked God for my safety. I thanked God for His protection. I thanked God for His favoritism. He’s loves me like I was His only child.
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