Another quiet morning sipping my French Roast coffee and reading my Bible as my husband is snoozing beside of me and BJ is snuggled in between us. It would be hard to get any better than this, this side of eternity.
Reading this morning in Exodus. The Passover. Circumcised flesh. Blood on the doorposts. Death passing over the blood. Judgment for those outside of the covenant. But the blood protects and marks you. Marks you as the protected. Brings in the foreigners. Joining the family of the Israelite people.
From the beginning Jesus was chosen to be the Passover Lamb. Believing in Him. Our hearts are circumcised. Believing in Him. We are covered by the Blood He shed on the cross. Sacrificed on our behalf. Making us the protected. Grafting us into His family.
So thankful for another day to live and move and breathe. To be a part of the family of God. Because of Jesus. Our Passover Lamb.
...,a planting of the Lord for the display of His splendor. Isaiah 61:3 NIV
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