My whole life I have hoped for redemption. Redemption and grace. I don't deserve it, but I still hope.
But, as it so often happens in life, from our hurts come our greatest blessings.
I believe there is life after this one. I hope it is a place of second chances, a place where all things are made whole. That, to me, would be heaven.
Epilogue Excerpts of Grace by Richard Paul Evans.
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