An Ever-Present Saviour
When a Scottish lad named Peter Marshall got lost in a moor near Bamburgh on an inky black night, God called him by name: Peter! When the heavenly voice called out again, Peter stopped in his tracks, looked down, and discovered he was a step away from plunging into an abandoned limestone quarry.
Wouldnt it be wonderful if we could each hear God calling us by name? Wouldnt it be great if He were that close a companionif we could actually sit down in our living room and have a long chat about our struggles and dreams?