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  GLORIOUS LIGHT TURNS THE TIDE.

Jesus is the Ligth

We are called and chosen to be children that carry, The Light of Jesus in our hearts and to the world around us. We,  learn this TRUTH when we are found lost and abandoned by the darkness of this world, overshadowed by the snitch of our stinking, sin.  Our hearts, tell us, we are good, but, deep down, we know we are far from being good. Our motive deceive  us into a false sense of security and plunges us into darkness, where, Truth is hidden from us.   Darkness takes on the form of pride, sent, to strangle us, that, which we thought was good has an alluring effect upon us drawing us in to death of the soul, waits patiently,  until, we can no more resist its power,  finally,  totally defeated, complete slaves  to our own, demise.  Nothing seems to help, as we scramble to get out of its clutches, we’ve gone to deep into the pit, to climb out, and it’s deathly darkness closes in around us, sapping, the very life out of us. What we thought was so good was totally rotten. Lost in our  sin and guilt, our self-made goodness, we lay down, curled up in the fetus position.

Waiting to be swallowed up by sin, death reeks all around us. We lay in our huddle, completely paralyzed, defeated, something catches our  the corner of our eye,  the faintest glimpse of light, Shines, down upon us, beckoning us, to rise. It’s so far off, out of reach, unattainable. The more we look at it, the greater becomes, it’s pull upon us. Drawing and willing us to rise and follow its glow. At first, our weak feeble minds and bodies can hardly move, let alone rise. Our wills completely broken. That, light keeps tugging and pulling at our souls to rise  Energizing us, to rise. Gingerly, we slowly move, one muscle at a time, willing ourselves to get up until we’re on our knees, tears streaming down our cheeks, our bodies, trembling with every move, shaking, out of control. Strangely with each movement, new bursts of energy, energize us, to rise. Every muscle aching as we finally, push ourselves up against the wall of our tomb to stand. Breathing heavily, out of breath, lifting our arms above our heads, feeling our way along the walls.

Surprisingly, realize, there are sharp jutting stones, jutting out of the wall.

The Light, seems to be reflecting upon those jagged stones, as if, willing us to use them, as, stepping-stones, a staircase, to freedom. One hand and foot at a time,  agonizingly, we climb, pulling ourselves up, all the time, keeping our eyes fixed on that LIGHT, which highlights, where the next stone on the wall is. Growing ever stronger with each painful step, higher and higher, we climb. Until eventually, we find we are completely out of that dingy pit of death, guilt and sin. Now, bathed in warmth, THE FULLNESS of that guiding, LIGHT, that brought us out to safety filed with Hope and a New Future.

John 8:12 says, “When Jesus spoke again to the people, he said, I am THE LIGHT of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have THE LIGHT of life.””

SHALOM BELOVED GIFT  – Arise, lift up your head, look into JESUS face, your darkness will strangely turn to LIGHT.  He will bring you, to His safe haven, He has prepared for You, where, You can REST in HIS LOVING CARE AND  PRESENCE overshadowing YOU.

GOD BLESS YOU IN  JESUS ABUNDANCE. SHALOM.

 

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  GLORIOUS LIGHT TURNS THE TIDE.

Jesus is the Ligth

We are called and chosen to be children that carry, The Light of Jesus in our hearts and to the world around us. We,  learn this TRUTH when we are found lost and abandoned by the darkness of this world, overshadowed by the snitch of our stinking, sin.  Our hearts, tell us, we are good, but, deep down, we know we are far from being good. Our motive deceive  us into a false sense of security and plunges us into darkness, where, Truth is hidden from us.   Darkness takes on the form of pride, sent, to strangle us, that, which we thought was good has an alluring effect upon us drawing us in to death of the soul, waits patiently,  until, we can no more resist its power,  finally,  totally defeated, complete slaves  to our own, demise.  Nothing seems to help, as we scramble to get out of its clutches, we’ve gone to deep into the pit, to climb out, and it’s deathly darkness closes in around us, sapping, the very life out of us. What we thought was so good was totally rotten. Lost in our  sin and guilt, our self-made goodness, we lay down, curled up in the fetus position.

Waiting to be swallowed up by sin, death reeks all around us. We lay in our huddle, completely paralyzed, defeated, something catches our  the corner of our eye,  the faintest glimpse of light, Shines, down upon us, beckoning us, to rise. It’s so far off, out of reach, unattainable. The more we look at it, the greater becomes, it’s pull upon us. Drawing and willing us to rise and follow its glow. At first, our weak feeble minds and bodies can hardly move, let alone rise. Our wills completely broken. That, light keeps tugging and pulling at our souls to rise  Energizing us, to rise. Gingerly, we slowly move, one muscle at a time, willing ourselves to get up until we’re on our knees, tears streaming down our cheeks, our bodies, trembling with every move, shaking, out of control. Strangely with each movement, new bursts of energy, energize us, to rise. Every muscle aching as we finally, push ourselves up against the wall of our tomb to stand. Breathing heavily, out of breath, lifting our arms above our heads, feeling our way along the walls.

Surprisingly, realize, there are sharp jutting stones, jutting out of the wall.

The Light, seems to be reflecting upon those jagged stones, as if, willing us to use them, as, stepping-stones, a staircase, to freedom. One hand and foot at a time,  agonizingly, we climb, pulling ourselves up, all the time, keeping our eyes fixed on that LIGHT, which highlights, where the next stone on the wall is. Growing ever stronger with each painful step, higher and higher, we climb. Until eventually, we find we are completely out of that dingy pit of death, guilt and sin. Now, bathed in warmth, THE FULLNESS of that guiding, LIGHT, that brought us out to safety filed with Hope and a New Future.

John 8:12 says, “When Jesus spoke again to the people, he said, I am THE LIGHT of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have THE LIGHT of life.””

SHALOM BELOVED GIFT  – Arise, lift up your head, look into JESUS face, your darkness will strangely turn to LIGHT.  He will bring you, to His safe haven, He has prepared for You, where, You can REST in HIS LOVING CARE AND  PRESENCE overshadowing YOU.

GOD BLESS YOU IN  JESUS ABUNDANCE. SHALOM.

 

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