Jesus, Jesus. How beautiful and powerful a name. I often uttered it in scorn.
In my most frightened moments, when I didn’t know what else to say or what else to do, it was the thing that I whispered and the fear would flee.
The impending doom that would press in on my chest in those quiet dark moments would leave when I just squeezed out the name… Jesus.
Now the name flows freely from my lips. It’s like a song. It has power, it has healing.
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus.
There’s no sweeter name.
A Blessing on your head…
That was beautiful said!!!
Thank you. And there is so much more. You know that’s just a little bit of it. His name is so great…
Truth. The sweetest name I know…..
Thank u for sharing….
Sent from my iPhone Carol
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