What is life but a breath and time but a moment?
He holds time in His hands and gives the breath in your very lungs.
Who are we to chart the course of a life we did nothing to receive?
Go then instead to the Map Maker,
He who delights in giving direction when there is none.
It is His path that does not turn to the right nor left,
but cuts straight, true, and boldly through the wildest, toughest, and darkest territories.
For even in the valley shadowed and shrouded in death,
His words do not fail.
No, for they are the guiding light that cannot be smothered,
A sure foothold amidst an ocean of uncertainty.
At the name of Jesus, darkness must flee.
With true recognition of our God in worship we find the freedom,
which called out to us within our very soul.
So then, child of the most high God, stand firm with strength and courage.
Advance boldly in great joy, for our Commander and King has already won in the fight we had no hope to survive alone.
He claimed the victory within our very hearts,
extending an invitation written in His own blood,
to us the rebellious, wretched, poor, and unclean.
Why then do we yet cling to fool’s gold,
to that which shall not last, but vanish like ash in the wind?
He crys out longing to replace our tattered, moth-eaten rags with garments of praise.
Come then running, leaping, and dancing, with joyous abandon into the arms of He who willingly allowed them to be stretched wide
as He was lifted up in our place as the only truly perfect, final sacrificial lamb.
The Good Shepherd, giving all, as the scapegoat for His flock.
For you. For Me.
i love you!
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