...it's all because I have Him. The One who knows every ounce of sadness in the furthest corners of my heart. The One who loves me with all the love that my aching self screams for. The One who created me, who found me, who redeemed me, who breathed His own life into my dead spirit and gave me hope. Jesus.
Monday, August 4, 2008
Remember always how the Lord works; for what appears to be defeat is oft times victory and what may look like dry bones will rise up as a mighty army and in death we actually find life.