Flawless

No matter the bumps
No matter the bruises
No matter the scars
Still the truth is
The cross has made
The cross has made you flawless
No matter the hurt
Or how deep the wound is
No matter the pain
Still the truth is
The cross has made
The cross has made you flawless

“Flawless,” by MercyMe


What an amazing truth! 

No matter what I’ve thought, done, experienced, or struggle with, I don’t have to beat myself up. I don’t have to rehash it in my mind. I don’t have to try to cover it up. I don’t have to attempt to be perfect.

Jesus has paid for my sins in full, and I have been wrapped in His righteousness.

He offers me (and you) grace! And all that we need to do is accept it.

Today, as we experience life…let’s let go of the desire to “measure up” in every way possible. Let’s rest in the arms of Jesus, and in His perfect love and mercy. I want so much to do this! And I hope that you will try it along with me. ❤

Sweet is the Road

“The road is too rough,” I said;

“It is uphill all the way;

No flowers, but thorns instead;

And the skies overhead are gray.”

But One took my hand at the entrance dim,

And sweet is the road that I walk with Him.

“The cross is too great,” I cried —

“More than the back can bear,

So rough and heavy and wide,

And nobody near to care.”

And One stooped softly and touched my hand:

“I know. I care. And I understand.”

Then why do we fret and cry;

Cross-bearers all we go:

But the road ends by and by

In the dearest place we know,

And every step in the journey we

May take in the Lord’s own company.

~ from Streams in the Desert, by L. B. Cowman, May 8th entry


Photo Credit: Aleksandra Boguslawska

Hidden Treasures

Dear friend, God may send you some valuable gifts wrapped in unattractive paper. But do not worry about the wrappings, for you can be sure that inside He has hidden treasures of love, kindness, and wisdom. If we will simply take what He sends and trust Him for the blessings inside, we will learn the meaning of the secrets of His providence, even in times of darkness.

~ A. B. Simpson


Photo Credit: Matthew Smith