sunday
i was at the communion cup with my bread and slowly i dipped my bread into the juice. then my arm spasmed. and i dunked the bread completly into the cup. as i took it out and turned it upright, juice rolled down my fingers, all over my hand, pooling in my palm.
my hand was covered with christ's blood.
i've been thinking about this for the last couple days... thinking about how it's so true. my hands are covered in christ's blood. i'm responsible for his being on that cross and every day with my selfishness and my pride etc i'm just adding to the burdens he carried there.
yet inspite of this, he still loves me and shows me grace and mercy, showering me with blessings every day.
posted by kelly at 9:11 AM
1 Comments:
i like the way you put that
the first part of this post reminded me of something that happened the other day when my sisterinlaw was at my church
she went to dunk the bread in the cup and then when she took it out, she dropped it! on the floor! she didnt know what to do, so she picked it up and my brother was like "Just go sit down!" in a whisper to her and so then she wrapped it up in an offering envelope and felt bad the rest of the service!
9:59 PM
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