Reflecting on Good Friday,
it makes me realize,
that the killers of the King,
were not just some distant people
in dusty land 2,000 years ago.
It was me.
It is us.
We are the ones who murdered the savior of the world,
through our actions
And every time I make a mistake
I hear the nails pounding into Daddy’s hand
and in that instant,
I see myself with the hammer,
and a grin on my face,
and my hands covered with the
Lamb of the worlds blood.
I am the killer.
I murdered the one who could save me.
it was good for the world,
but it makes me realize my sinfulness
and my own selfish deeds.
I am the one who pounded in the nails,
like it was my duty.
I did not know,
that one day..
He would come back
and He would arise,
and He would tell his murderer,
“Child, You are mine,
and I am Yours.
Forever will we be.
You are apart of the Kingdom of light.
You are the bearer of the message and of My love
for the nations.
I forgive you.
I want to give you life.
Lets wash off the blood and start again.
Lets start again daughter.”
I will be changed,
and I will live according to His purpose,
and not even death could overcome His love for me,
and it could overcome my self-pretenious ways.
He is love.
And this is His day.
Thank You Jesus.
He has died,
but He shall rise.
Baby squirrel fell out of a tree; was rescued
"For God loved the world so much that he gave his one and only Son, so that everyone who believes in him will not perish but have eternal life.”
I JUST FOUND OUT THAT THE LIFESAVER MINTS HAVE A HOLE IN THE MIDDLE BECAUSE IF IT GETS CAUGHT IN YOUR THROAT YOU CAN STILL BREATHE.
that feature sounds like a real life saver
Sassy Dalek is sassy.
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