To the King of my heart,
It’s another Easter, and I’ve been thinking a lot about what you did for me and everybody else in this world. I want you to know just how much it means to me everytime I think about it. I mean, my heart squeezes in this funny way when I just imagine how it must have been for you. You knew what was ahead, but you came and did it anyways. All for us.
This year, I want you to know that I’m thankful for quite a number of things. I’m thankful for the privilege to witness another Easter in you. That it still means the world (if not more) to me this year. I am not on the other side of the divide, physically and spiritually. I’m thankful for the grace that found me, kept me and is still keeping me. Thankful for all that became mine as a result of you conquering Calvary. For redemption, salvation and justification.
Your mercy sought for me, your love fought for me, and your grace found me.
And yes, I must thank you for the gift of the most patient and loving friend one could ever have, The Precious Holy Spirit. Thank you for your power at work in me. For reassurance in times of uncertainty. For guidance, and even for reproof.
Lord, I also have some requests. That beyond the feeling that comes with the season, I may know you as Paul prayed. That I would love you more dearly. That you will ever remain the gaze of my soul.
And that the words in this hymn will be my reality:
“Oh let me see thy footmarks
And in them plant my own
My hope to follow duly
Is in thy strength alone.
Oh guide me, call me, draw me
Uphold me to the end
And then in death receive me
My Master and my friend”
And also, I ask you help me to share this same grace that found me to my world and as many in it. This love I have received, I will keep revealing.
Sincerely,
Sinuola.
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There had been times I had been at the mercy of others seeking approval, affection, recognition in my living, and my doings. None!!! Was able to see through me. My fears, longings, and identity. I was like a servant to mate, because of my background, poverty, hunger, nakedness, success (as a result of much efforts) was an hatred to them.
Someday, sometime, some moments, there came a reflection of His Mercy. It led me to pinnacle of Grace. I found Grace. And by His Grace, I am what I am. Yet, not fully there; surely I will get there soon.
Thanks to the one received the rejected.
Wow. So open, so honest. Thanks be to the one who receives the rejected.
God bless you for sharing dear. God keep you.
Very nice. God bless you, Happy Resurrection day!
Amen.
God bless you too ma’am.
This is great
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