As I drink my unsweetened coffee each morning, I’m reminded again of the great love God has for me that he would sacrifice himself for me. He gave up everything to become a human baby and to live out a perfect life for me. I don’t deserve that. And I surely don’t deserve him taking on the physical and emotional pain he suffered, let alone the excruciating physical torture of crucifixion, all for me. I don’t even love myself that much! Resurrection Sunday is coming. It’s that yearly reminder of how much my Savior loves me. Many wonder about their purpose in life, who they really are and why, but I am loved by God! That’s who I am!
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Briefly Speaking is full of hope and encouragement--that's my goal. I'm a professional writer who promises you sometimes funny, sometimes thought-provoking comment on my life in horse country in north Texas and on what's happening in the world at large. View all posts by Sheila Graham