November 8, 2010
“…this city breathes the plague of loving things more than their creators.” -mumford & sons
Are we guilty of loving the gifts more than the Giver himself?
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Often distracted and unfaithful, I forget the gospel truth I need so desperately-- but my gracious Savior always brings me back to himself. This is a space for me to share His goodness in teaching, molding, and sanctifying me for His glory.
my forgetful heart
Often distracted and unfaithful, I forget the gospel truth I need so desperately-- but my gracious Savior always brings me back to himself. This is a space for me to share His goodness in teaching, molding, and sanctifying me for His glory.
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