You paid my ransom
You chose to suffer
Love I cannot deny
Sure as the morning light
Jesus, my Redeemer
Now I am not ashamed
To You be the highest praise
Jesus, my Redeemer
"Barbara's difficult home life had left her afraid and insecure. While the other children talked, she sat. While the others sang, she was silent. While the others giggled, she was quiet. Always present. Always listening. Always speechless.
Until the day Joy gave a class on Heaven. Joy talked about seeing God. She talked about tearless eyes & deathless lives.
Barbara listened with hunger. Then she raised her hand & said....Is Heaven for girls like me?...
I would have given a thousand sunset to have seen Jesus' face
as this tiny prayer reached his throne.
An earnest prayer that a good God in heaven would remember a forgotten soul on earth.
A prayer that God's grace would seep into the cracks and cover one the church let slip through. A prayer to take a life that no once else can use and use it as no one else can.
A prayer to do what God does best: take the common and make it spectacular......
To take three spikes and a wooden beam and make them the hope of humanity.
God would give up His only son before He gives up on You."
~~~~ from Max Lucado's Six Hours One Friday
my friends, i pray this Easter fills you with the hope of sweet Jesus,
who paid the price for our sin and gives you new life!!
He is Risen!!
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