Even now you have your good moments. Occasional glimpses of your heavenly self. When you change your baby’s diaper, forgive your boss’s temper, tolerate your spouse’s moodiness, you display traces of saintliness. It’s the other moments that sour life. Tongue, sharp as a razor. Moods as unpredictable as Mount Saint Helens. This part wearies you.
But God impounds imperfections at His gate. His light silences the wolf man within. Nothing that is impure will enter the city. Pause and let this promise drench you. Can you envision your sinless existence? You will be you at your best forever!
[Max Lucado]
But God impounds imperfections at His gate. His light silences the wolf man within. Nothing that is impure will enter the city. Pause and let this promise drench you. Can you envision your sinless existence? You will be you at your best forever!
[Max Lucado]
1 John 2:17 … And the world passeth away, and the lust thereof: but he that doeth the will of God abideth for ever.
Revelation 21:27 … And there shall in no wise enter into it any thing that defileth, neither whatsoever worketh abomination, or maketh a lie: but they which are written in the Lamb's book of life.
1 Peter 1:3-4 … Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, which according to his abundant mercy hath begotten us again unto a lively hope by the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, To an inheritance incorruptible, and undefiled, and that fadeth not away, reserved in heaven for you. ♥
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