"I wanted you to see this view."
"'My Lord, why did you bring me here?' 'I wanted you to see this view,' he answered very gently indeed. 'I am looking at it,' she said, just a little breathlessly. 'Tell me, my Lord, what do you see?' He answered slowly and clearly: 'I see the dark places of the earth full of the habitations of cruelty. I see multitudes of human souls fainting and scattered abroad as sheep having no shepherd, and I am moved with compassion on them, Grace and Glory.' After a long time, she spoke again, but in a voice so low it was scarcely audible. 'I think I understand, my Lord.'" (From Mountains of Spices, by Hannah Hurnard) // "I wanted you to see this view." I read this after a day of being educated on sexual abuse and trafficking, after a week of catching new glimpses of God's heart towards me as His child, after weeks of studying and learning about trauma and pondering what it will be like to be surrounded ...