I was reminded recently of a story that I read about a printer’s daughter discovering the love of God.
She found a scrap of paper on the floor of her father’s factory.
The scrap had half of a verse printed on it.
”For God so loved the world, that he gave…”
That was all. She was overcome with joy and thanksgiving. No one had ever told her about Jesus, and her perception of God was someone to be feared. When she showed the piece of paper to her Mother, she was asked, “What did he give?”
“I do not know,” she replied. “But if He loved us enough to give us anything, we should not be afraid of Him.”