I Can’t Get Over This…and Don’t Want To

For years I’ve sung songs like “there is a fountain filled with blood drawn from Immanuel’s veins. And sinners plunged beneath that flood lose all their guilty stains.” I’ve meditated on this verse: “The dying thief rejoiced to see that fountain in his day. And there may I, though vile as he, wash all my sins away.”

Sunday we heard these words:

I’m no longer a slave to fear
I am a child of God.
From my mother’s womb
You have chosen me
Love has called my name.
I’ve been born again
Into your family
Your blood flows through my veins.

I have believed this for years. However, I’ve discovered that it’s one thing to believe this theologically, it’s another to believe it experientially–to actually incorporate this into my┬ádaily thinking.

Last night, at family devotions, we watched this video. I seldom share videos but it’s worth ten minutes. If you belong to Christ, this is your life in Christ. (I’m crying as I type this).

Watch. Be grateful. Share your thoughts on Facebook or on the blog. Encourage one another. Revel in his grace today.