Gone
are the days when I was the root and Jesus was the fruit. Those days if I don’t
act, he won’t act. He now died for me, became my root and have made me bear
fruits in him.
We
don’t get what we deserve, because if we do, hell would have been our home.
Because of him all we get is Grace and Mercy. Mercy being the bad we should get
that we don’t get, while Grace is the good we deserve that we get.
Both can’t be gotten until we go closer to the flame, and
get the potters touch.
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