When I have messed it all up once again, I scrub my filthy hands, wash as hard as I can... and it hits me, wash and wash away, nothing's going to cleanse my hands {and heart} like His blood... So I run to the foot of the cross again. Ashamed, broken, and confused, asking for more of His never ending mercy...
I can keep washing, keep trying to redeem myself... But until I can just give it all to Him, nothing will ever change.
He makes my heart smile, He redeems my soul and never lets go.
In the darkest of times, He speaks truth and life... For better or worse, He loves me the same.
♥ How sweet it is to be loved by You.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
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