Thursday, March 17, 2011

Thought



Can a goldfish can come close to understanding the depth, and power of the ocean? In the safety of a little bowl, ceaseless waves have no meaning.
I serve a God I cannot understand, never fully comprehend. But the God who spoke the universe into being sent His son to die for me. I owe him my life. Every moment, every breath is His.

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