Red...
Known for passion. For blood. And what greater passion then
the one spilled out for me?
It's known for anger. This 'seeing red'. It's known for
Christmas.
It's hard to be passionate when I'm feeling scared and
alone. It's hard to remember the red blood shed for me on the hard days and the
long days.
But 'Jesus Loves Me, this I know' is more than just a song I
teach my kids. It's a truth that heals my soul. Again and again. This refrain.
Because I'm still weak. And He's still
strong. Because the passing of years has made me more child-like, not less. I
still need to belong to Him.
I belong to Him. Does this mean He cares for me? It means
I'm His. It means on the days my passion wanes, for life and love and HIM- His
passion never fails. He's always red-hot for me.
Joining in today on Five Minute Friday
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