This amazes me. God's Word became flesh. God's written black and white Word, His spoken Holy Spirit breathed Word became flesh.
And this Word Flesh became red all over--from sweating drops of blood to thorns ripping apart the skin on His face and head, to hands and feet dripping blood and a broken heart that burst open and flooded all down when the spear went in deep, yes, He was made red all over for you and me.
I hope you behold His glory this week and I know it will be full of
Without His shed blood,
grace and truth
would be just another couple of ordinary words.
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