The importance of our proper
attitude can’t be overstated;
are we, blessed children or a
sad bunch of spectral paupers,
unable to see our identity in
Christ? Do we understand, what
it means to be… humbled? Are
we, naively carrying our sins,
to justify our sense of guilt?
Are we willing to repent and
turn away from our wickedness?
Or do we prefer the soft silt
of Death… to cover our bones?
Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 5:54 AM UTC
The importance of our proper
attitude can’t be overstated;
are we, blessed children or a
sad bunch of spectral paupers,
unable to see our identity in
Christ? Do we understand, what
it means to be… humbled? Are
we, naively carrying our sins,
to justify our sense of guilt?
Are we willing to repent and
turn away from our wickedness?
Or do we prefer the soft silt
of Death… to cover our bones?
Author notes
Inspired by:
2 Chr 7:14; Gen 3:19; Eccl 8:8
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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2018, All rights reserved.
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