Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Made For Jesus

I am made for Jesus and His performance with me and through me. Actually, it’s the thrill of my days. And I know that by myself I can do nothing, but I often don’t like the evidence that proves it. Once I see past the evidence (relative rubble), however, Jesus with me and Jesus in me is again my favorite joy. That’s a major, “Oh, yeah” moment.

(I’m sure that somewhere on the bottom of my personality-revealing foot, there’s an old inscription: “Made In Heaven.”)

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