When I restored my fallen relationship with God through embracing my need for Jesus, I activated my tune. Every time I interact with God, my tune plays.
Every restored tune plays a part in God's hearing of a magnificent harmony, audible only in heaven.
Some tunes are missing, but he relishes the ones he hears.
If I were a music teacher, I would long for the missing voices; I would know the part and richness exclusively theirs.
A fabric with missing threads is not as beautiful as one richly complete.
A puzzle with missing pieces cannot display its picture in full array of rich color and meaning.
Rich is missing.
True riches lie in the restoration of each missing tune, one embrace at a time, simply expressed by thanking Jesus for what he did for us on the cross.
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