People of God, wrap your very thoughts around the love of God. Oh what love he has for us.
His love sees far beyond our faults. He loved us so much that he sent his only begotten son Jesus Christ the righteous to die for us.
Jesus shed his blood, he was crowned with thorns, blood streaming down from his skull. He was whipped with a Cat of Nine Tails, which pulled a plug of flesh from his bones.
For every Cat of Nine Tails that hit his body, pulling out plugs of flesh, spilling his precious blood, was not for naught, but for the healing of every major disease and any virus in between.
Oh how precious, awesome, miraculous, gracious, loving and forgiving He is.
Oh, we can go on and on but never be able to praise him enough.
So while the breath is still in our body and our physical beings are above ground LET'S GIVE GOD, GLORY, HONOR, PRAISE FOR THE REST OF OUR DAYS!
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