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You see, here’s the thing:

God is love.

And that love, it’s unconditional.

Don’t let your pride be the one to let you say 

"I am the one exception"

Because sweetheart, I promise, you’re not.

No other story or religion dares to suggest that God became flesh and walked among us, in the sense that he felt suffering himself. No other religion or philosophy suggests a God who cares so personally and deeply that He would cry out like Jesus did in the Garden of Gethsemane: ‘This is not what I want. Can you take it away from me?’ Well that’s a prayer for somebody who’s trying to get through a tough time. And so we have a God presented in the Bible who understands us, who went through what we’re going through, and when we say ‘I can’t get through this,’ he understands that, and he can give personal and immediate help.

Max Lucado  (via getoffyourfeetandmakethiscount)

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Grace (read it forward, then backward line by line.)



I have no place in this life

So you can’t tell me

I am important, worthy, and beautiful.

I know what I am:

I am ugly, useless, and broken.

I used to believe that

A God exists who loves me.

But now I have realized that

I deserve to die.

But grace turns it all around.

(read in reverse)

Wow you guys. I never expected to get this many notes on a poem of mine. I’m amazed it has touched so many people!

Well, the time has come. I’m going away for Lent. I’ll be back. I don’t have queued posts for the whole time. Just like the first week or so. See y’all in April!


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