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Romans 8
What do I think about? What do I focus on? Too often I let
my mind wander places it shouldn’t, contemplating sin in my mind.
I’m realizing something cool. Though there are sins I battle with over and over again, if
from the moment I wake to the moment I sleep I am filled with love, I won’t
have time for self-serving sin.
I was made for more than sin. I was made for love.
Made to give my life and find it by loving and encouraging and
refreshing others. My sin is
holding that back.
Father, I offer you all of me. Break me to pieces if you have to, but let me live in
victorious love instead of the chains of sin that have been cast off. I am in love with God. There is nothing sweeter of more
pleasurable than that.
Ensename A Amar