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He Is Risen
I am loved.
And you are loved.
On Good Friday. And on every Friday.
I know life is bigger than me. But I so easily become entangled in the smallness. Self-absorbed. And self-serving.
Today I'll slow down. Create a comma. Find breathing space.
Today I'll focus on the eternal instead of the transient. The vast instead of the miniature.
Today I will realign myself to what matters most.
Remembering love.
The greatest gift.
“We please Him most, not by frantically trying to make ourselves good, but by throwing ourselves into His arms with all our imperfections and believing that He understands everything—and still loves us. ”