Set Us Free

Today, I am being reminded that I am bought at a cost. I am broken but not crushed, healed and held close to my Heavenly Father’s heart. In the palm of His Hands He holds me, giving reassurance that I am never forsaken or forgotten. I may travel this world, alone and lonely, but I am just a prayer away from being heard and understood. Jesus, in the garden, fell on His knees, lifting the creation to the Creator. God heard. Jesus obeyed. I trust.

By His wounds we are healed. Are your wounds still gaping, in need of the loving touch of Our Savior? I will lift you in prayer today, dear friend.

Peace, not as the world gives, but as Jesus can only give your heart and mind. In all things acknowledge Him, and He will set you free.

Jeannelizabeth©

Poetry

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