Easter Morning


Broken does not begin to describe my wretched soul, and yet He gives me mercy and grace and peace and love in boundless measure. Who am I to deserve such love and forgiveness? An ant, a grain of sand, even smaller than the smallest particle when compared to the vastness and might of the Living God. And yet He became man, came down to my level, and died for me!? How can that even be possible? How can I ever comprehend that love? What is my response to it? To fall on my knees in awe and worship!

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