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He Gave

And he gave me hands. Hands to write the vision and make it plain. Hands to wipe every tear as He counted the blessings they would bring.

He gave me feet. Feet to walk in the path he set before me. To run this race and endure all that comes my way. To jump over and walk through the valley of the shadow of death.

He gave me a mouth. To shout the praises of a living king. To worship the glory of the holy lamb. To move the mountains to new places. To conquer the spirit of silence.

He gave me life. Became who I am so I could be who he is. Laid down so I could stand firm. Cried out so I could dream big. Stepped down so I could be set free. Broke chains so I could serve him. Passed down the letter and canceled it through grace.

He gave me love. Love to overcome breakthrough. To nurture bring life and survive. To rebuke loneliness inspire and grow. My King My Saviour My Redeemer who is patient and kind. Keeps no records of my wrongs wont delight in my evil ways protects trusts and hopes. The one TRUE GOD who invested all He had in my future.

He gave His blood. To rip the veil and quake the Earth. To fulfill the law and prophecy. To strip the law of all power and declare no condemnation. To buy me back for His glory and shower me with blessings I don't deserve. With one drip He canceled out every soul tie every disease every unstable mind every broken heart and every troubled soul.

He gave us so much so freely with more joy than we can understand. What are you going to give back to Him?

Comments

missbval said…
This is awesome sis! Keep writing and letting the Spirit of God flow through you. Love it.
April 28, 2011 at 4:33 PM
Unknown said…
Awesome truth... Keep writing please...
May 2, 2011 at 5:37 PM
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