sin is intensifying around me and over me. in the midst of this battle, i hear Christ saying, he's won.. he's won..he's won. there is no longer anything impossible for him.
he's redeemed me from the miry clay. from the affairs. from foolish threats of divorce. from petty friendships with the world. cheap tastes of freedom.
he still beckons me to come. his plans are better. he plans to have me as his own.
God, i pray that I'd be yours alone.
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