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My sister called me late Saturday night.  Scares you when you get those late-night calls from family, doesn’t it.  I was thinking, “Uh oh.  What’s gone wrong?”  Well, this was a dramatic call of another nature.  She called to let me know my brother-in-law, Pat, had prayed to receive Christ Saturday night.  I’m ecstatic!  It hasn’t been easy for Pat over the last few years.  His brother was murdered in a robbery a few years ago, and he’s held on to that anger tightly.  Unfortunately, when you hang on to it, you and everyone around you loses, and whoever actually caused the anger seemingly wins over and over again as it wells up and you lash out.  It had greatly affected his marriage and relationships.  Living several states away, I typically only see my sister and her family a couple of times a year.  Pat was always “up” whenever I saw him, but I knew that wasn’t always the norm.  I also knew that like most Americans, and especially we Southerners, he was fine with all the “God-stuff”, but had never acquiesced  to actually inviting Christ into his life and knowing him personally.  I’m so excited because Pat can actually lay things down now at the feet of the only One who can do anything about it.  Pat, way to go!  I’m so proud of you.  I hope you richly experience God’s pleasure with you.  You were created for Him.  You are more whole now than you’ve ever been.   Breathe it in richly and discover how much He’s wanted you to come home.