"We are cased up in vehicles of clay, and converse together as if we were in different coaches with the blinds close drawn around. We see the carriage, and the voice tells us that we have a friend within; but we shall know each other better, when death shall open the coach doors, and hand out the company successively, and lead them into the glorious apartments which the Lord has appointed to be the common residence of them that love him. What an assembly will there be! What a constellation of glory, when each individual shall shine like the sun in the kingdom of their father! No sins, sorrows, temptations; no veils, clouds, or prejudices, shall interrupt us then."
~John Newton (wrote Amazing Grace 1779)
So grateful for the precious gift of salvation from my risen Savior.
"And Jesus, thank-you for Daddy that he is stern and kind. We love you, Jesus. Amen." Jane prays. She spools out gratitude for each member of our family and ends on Daddy. And so we close out the best day of the year, the day we celebrate our risen Savior.
HE IS RISEN.
HE IS RISEN INDEED.
Salvation, the unspeakable gift there in our laps. I am undone with gratitude.
"Salvation, the unspeakable gift there in our laps. I am undone with gratitude."
ReplyDeleteIndeed, no number is needed for that--as if it could be lined up on a list with the others. It is the grace upon which all other gratitudes fall and rise again.