I don’t know how He loved so vile a sinner ~
Before I even knew, or made response,
I only know He took an awful beating
And died for me upon a cruel cross.
Now, when I think of golden streets He’s offered ~
No cost to me, save only just believe ~
I count His name most precious and most sacred;
I love and trust all from His heart received.
It didn’t take me long, once I had heard it,
He loved a love He thought worth dying for;
And so for me, with life made richer, fuller;
I found a Love ~ a Love worth living for.
Dear Readers,
I would like to thank those of you who knew of my husband's tumor (which was huge,...and benign - praise God!) and said a prayer for us.
Even though it was benign, it was in his face and blocking his saliva glands, causing much pain when he tried to eat. It came suddenly and all the professional thought it would be malignant, so I count it a miracle and I thank
all of you. If you have comments about any poetry please send to jody@ptsi.net
May God richly bless you!
Love,
Joan Clifton Costner
If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be! TRUST JESUS NOW
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