A mini poem for you today.
Just a reminder that you were worth 33 years of a man’s life poured out in blood. You were worth the unjust accusation, the merciless flogging, the nails, thorns, and cross. Jesus Christ took your loneliness. He wore your punishment. His love for you is otherworldly.
Hope Coming soon Someone to drink the bereavement He was seated in his light and said I want her So beautiful she makes the heart ache.