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As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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Tag Archives: final sacrifice
THE PASSOVER LAMB
Blood flows from a beaten, smitten corpse, hanging on an instrument of torture. This One not taking life, but giving it through holy, precious blood. That is righteousness, bought and paid for the ugliest and most sinister of us. Complete payment … Continue reading
HE LAY DEAD IN A TOMB
The disciples, except for John, scattered and went into hiding in fear for their own lives. His mother grieved over the death of the Son who was gifted to her as a young woman – the child who would grow … Continue reading
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