Has there ever been anything in your life that is so wonderful and so cherished that you are just dying to tell everyone, but at the same time it's so personal and so deep that you know that you could never do it justice? That's where I'm at with this Good Friday post. This year it is just hitting me in a real sacred, inner deep deep heart kind of way--clearly I can't really describe it. All I can manage is this:
Precious Precious Precious
Sacred and Holy is the blood that was spilled...for me.
In the last moments, He forgave me.
Who am I that I should be so deeply loved?
How great our God to be capable of such complete and full forgiveness even while enduring torture and mockery at my hand.
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