It’s the end of the day. I feel dried up. Lord fill me with the words You want me to say…
I was listening to a song about the blood of Jesus being all-sufficient tonight. It is pretty common that words like the ‘blood of Jesus’ get lost in the sea of faith familiars. But tonight I am reminded that these words are heavy with goodness. Sweet and savory, all-suffient, power words. They are life and freedom to me. The blood. The blood of Jesus. It never runs dry. It never gets dull, nor worn, nor weak, nor meaningless, nor powerless, nor mundane. Just the opposite. The blood of Jesus is our promised protection. Our powerful provision. It amazes me that His love poured out over two thousand years ago is still transforming lives, redeeming lives, and freeing souls from captivity even today.
If God’s grace ever seems boring or too familiar, just stop and reflect on the beauty of His sacrifice, and respond in worship. You’re just a little girl right now, not even in school yet. And in just a few years, you will have heard about Jesus so much you might not perk up at words like ‘blood of Jesus’ after a while. It happens to all of us. My prayer is that through the propelling of your wildly romantic relationship with Him, He will open the eyes of your heart to see Him, and His life will always bloom afresh to you like new Spring every day. Come alive to Him every day, let Him walk you down the path, and you won’t need anyone to teach you. Your life will teach others to taste and see that the Lord is good.
All to Him.
Love,
Mommy
Mommy
“How much more, then, will the blood of Christ, who through the eternal Spirit offered Himself unblemished to God, cleanse our consciences from acts that lead to death, so that we may serve the living God!” Hebrews 9:14
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