He loves us anyway...

With a grateful heart...

Happy Easter!!!

I am the thorn in your crown

But You love me anyway

I am the sweat from Your brow

But You love me anyway

I am the nail in Your wrist

But You love me anyway

I am Judas' kiss

But You love me anyway

See now I am the man who yelled out from the crowd

For Your blood to be spilled on this earth shaking ground

Yes then I turned away with a smile on my face

With this sin in my heart, tried to bury Your grace

And then alone in the night I still call out for You

So ashamed of my life, my life, my life

But You love me anyway

Oh God, how You love me

Yes You love me anyway

It's like nothing in life

That I've ever known

Yes You love me anyway

Oh Lord, how You love me

Until then...

Jessie

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Light Always Wins

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As I exited the door my heart was pierced with their animosity. Hatred and poison spewed from their lips. Murderer! Whore! Baby killer! You'll rot in Hell for what you did! Over and over... The savage mob encircled me with no escape. Screaming just a breath away from my face. Shoving with such force I was almost knocked to the ground. They spat in my hair. Humiliated. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I pushed through the violence. Once inside my car I began to weep. Even in the present their vile words reel through my mind. Beads of sweat began to form in my tightly clinched fists. Squirming in my chair... biting my lower lip as an attempt to hold it together. Peering above the Pastor's head as though I was looking at him... knowing if I did I would burst into tears. That was my experience at church...

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