i journaled for almost an hour last night.
yesterday, at englewood, ben preached an amazing sermon. the choir sang beautifully. but that wasn't what did it for me. instead, it was a simple chorus, intermingled with an old hymn.
I come broken to be mended.
I come wounded to be healed.
I come desperate to be rescued.
I come empty to be filled.
I come guilty to be pardoned
by the blood of Christ, the Lamb.
And I'm welcomed, with open arms,
Just as I am.
and the truth is just that:
i am broken, wounded, desperate, empty, guilty.
He is mending, healing, rescuing, filling, pardoning, welcoming.
I am so undeserving.
Praise Him for His great mercy on me.