Marked By Jesus: Mark 1:9-15
The sunshine greets the day incoming as the Son of God encroaches on the river. The river flows softly, gently, abundantly...
The sunshine greets the day incoming as the Son of God encroaches on the river. The river flows softly, gently, abundantly...
can you close your eyes and see God looking back at you He wants to see you
Royalty begins with serving. Jesus bears the marks of One who serves. Calloused hands. Nail lacerations. Blood streaked. Sweat seeping into the pores. This is what it looks like to be the King of the Universe.
What marks you? As a person created to be moved and wooed, surrounded by stimuli ever present in the environments we exist in, you will be marked by something. Influenced by something. Imprinted with something.
A warrior princess...That's who I am. A warrior King... That's who the Lord is.
Your presence is where I want to stay forever to encounter You to empower me to envelop me
I had a dream... I was in a forest with a group of soldiers. Trees were all around. We were getting ready
She saw him different than the others did. They loved him. Revered him. Applauded him. But not for the crevices she saw in the secret hollows