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Later, while a freshman in college, several people I met on campus became some of my best friends. They invited me to prayer meetings where I loved what I heard, but I still didn’t know the message was something I needed.
Several years later, I was a new mom living in married student housing on the LSU campus, where I finally got it. At last I understood the significance of Jesus’ death and resurrection for me.
It happened one morning as I was leaning over to wipe breakfast crumbs from our small table. I stopped for a moment and straightened up. “Oh! That’s what that means!”
As I kept on cleaning (which my husband thought was a miracle in itself), the scriptures I’ve heard for years were now making sense to me. At the time, I couldn’t understand what was happening, but now I realize the Holy Spirit was helping me comprehend what had eluded me for years.
Until that morning, I took the whole “Jesus’ death” thing for granted. Although I knew He died on the cross, I never went from knowing He was crucified to comprehending why He was crucified.
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My heart filled with gratitude as I realized the extent God was willing to go to for me so I could be with Him in heaven.
John 3:16 (NASB)
For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have eternal life.
We will continue this next week. In the meanwhile, please consider memorizing and/or meditating on this unbelievable verse!
And please pray for me as I write my next post. I want to it to be an effective one.
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