God brought us this winter wonderland of beauty. He gifted us the pure white snow. Just like He gave us the purity of His Son. Jesus replaces all our sin through His blood and leaves us as white as snow.
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Imagine a little tiny hand desperately wanting to reach his Savior through his mother's skin. Jumping, leaping, hands raised high, praising the Messiah. A baby in the womb.
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Wrapped up in layers of cloth, He was placed in an animal feeding trough, sitting in a dark, cold barn with animals and their mess.
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I pray you know Him, too.
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Thankful He allows me to find that tunnel out from under all my wrongs and brings me to the foot of the cross.
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Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me—put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you. Philippians 4:9 What do you practice? Music? Art? Sports? Profession? Shopping? Cooking Eating? Scouring Social Media? Precepts of God? Evidence of practices consume us daily. Always running to the next practice, whatever that practice looks like. Do we all have some inner voice that pushes us to find our best selves in something? Is your practice bringing you peace? Paul reminded the Philippians to practice those things they had ‘learned or received or heard…