There is this hymn written by Robert Lowry which I love. The first stanza of the song is this:
What can wash away my sin? Nothing but the blood of Jesus. What can make me whole again? Nothing but the blood of Jesus.
The simple lyrics carry such profound truth and beautiful hope.
I thought of the hymn as I read Daniel Kolenda's (Reinhard Bonnke's successor) blog and I loved this portion of his teaching (part 3 of the Water to Wine series).
"When a soldier is dying on the battlefield a medic will give him a potent dose of morphine. The drug will not save him, but it will mask the pain and ease the suffering. In the same way the blood of animals could never save and could not fix the root of the fatal wound - SIN. These Old Covenant sacrifices could only mask the symptoms of sin for a short season, but every year new sacrifices had to be offered and new blood had to be shed.
The blood of Jesus was of a totally different quality than any blood ever shed before. The blood of Jesus not only dealt with the symptoms of sin, it went to the very root of the problem. The blood of Jesus was not a superficial remedy for a shallow flesh wound. It penetrated the core of the human condition and went all the way back to Adam; reversing the curse and turning the greatest tragedy in history into the greatest victory."
I haven't been logging into Chatty Lass and writing for a little while already. It was a blessed hiatus, a needed break. Not because of anything awful or dreary, simply because I am lapping up my time at home; cherishing and taking it all in.
Waking up in my bed and looking around the room that I waited for years, recalling the decorating and planning process, making a cup of tea in my home's kitchen, scooping Max in my arms for cuddles and kisses - mundane routines, really, but all the more precious because of time spent away from them.
And, ahhh... My family. How I adore being with them again! The joy it brings to my heart to wake up every morning and know that I am in the safe arms of my family - one word, Bliss!
So, bear with me for a little bit - I have heaps to tell (posts that I have stored up - that's code for 'Waiting to be Completed'), pictures to edit and upload as well as stories to share.
To the dearest woman and bestest girl friend in my life - HAPPY BLESSED BIRTHDAY!
You have shown me (more than once) that a love and bond that is not born into; but found, shared and nurtured, exists. I can only hope that I have been just as much to you.
Thank you for standing by me; never judging but always loving. Thank you for taking the effort to know me inside and out. Friendship does not get any better than this!
