I popped in a favorite Christmas CD the other day while I was putting away a few Christmas items. As one song led to another, I was once again caught by the chorus of O Come, O Come Emmanuel. For years I have sang this song without giving it much thought. The song speaks of Israel’s plea to have the promised Savior sent to lead them out of the darkness they were experiencing. The version of O Come, O Come Emmanuel on my CD is by Matt Maher and a refrain has been added to its original version and it tends to grab my heart and make my eyes moisten each time I hear it. As the beat picks up and the music dynamics increase the words go like this:

Rejoice, again, I say, rejoice

For unto us is born the Savior of the World

Take heart, oh weary soul, take heart

For help is on its way

And Holy is His name

Like those in Israel, we too experience much darkness here in our modern world and it leaves us crying out to our Father. Each night the news media seems to flash pictures of sadness, grief, and evil in front of us. While there are some stories that contain happy endings, they seem to be few and far between. We could probably argue about how the news media does not show the “good stuff” and I do believe we are often neglected of positive stories. Yet, God has put us in this culture of darkness and has asked us to care for it, no matter how big of a job it seems. There is good news though. He has revealed the ending of His Story, and help is on its way!

At the Candlelight Service on Christmas Eve, Mike challenged us to walk into the darkness and shine our light. This may be intimidating to many, but as followers of Christ, it really shouldn’t be. God has equipped each of us with His gift of the Holy Spirit to do His work here in this broken world. As we encounter the darkness, He asks us to engage with our neighbor, care for the down and out, and even love our enemy.

Jesus gives us some instructions when shining our light in Matthew 5. ⁴⁴“But I tell you, love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, ⁴⁵that you may be children of your Father in heaven…⁴⁶If you love those who love you, what reward will you get? Are not even the tax collectors doing that? ⁴⁷And if you greet only your own people, what are you doing more than others? Do not even pagans do that?”

May it never be said of us here at ARC that we only engaged with fellow believers within the church walls. Rather, as we walk into the darkness may we joyfully encounter all those we find, no matter what they look like, who they are, or where they have been. May our light shine love, grace, and truth on our neighbor, but most of all, the hope that can only come from our Savior.

Becky Ossefoort

Recently I discovered hardwood floors under my less than beautiful carpet. What a prize! I couldn’t wait to start the project of making them beautiful again. I started by ripping up all the carpet and then moving half of my house into the other half of my house – not a fun way to live! The process really began to take shape after I sanded for hours with a machine that weighed as much as my car. (A seat and a steering wheel would have made the process a lot more enjoyable!) After the sanding step, the biggest transformation took place as I applied the stain. The color went from a light, raw wood to a rich, dark walnut. I was tempted to stop there, but I trudged on. After crawling through three rooms on my hands and knees nine times, the final coat was finally left to dry. The result? Floors that look like a million bucks!

As I crept across the floor, I noticed all the little imperfections; scratches, dents, and dings from who knows what. They remain because I could not bring myself to sand them out. After all, if these marks could talk, they would tell me the story of my little house on the hill. Thinking of all this drew my mind to my own history. The story of my life is really not all that different than the story of my restored floors.

When I was born my parents thought I was perfect, yet the seed of sin was planted deep within me. As I grew and journeyed through life, I was tempted by sin. This left marks of regret, shame, and guilt deep inside my heart. The story of my life has not always been easy, sometimes it was not much fun, and other times it downright hurt. I recall feeling very insignificant in God’s big world and was left wondering what the purpose of my life would be. One day when I was completely broken and on my knees, the story took a turn and suddenly flaws of the past began to tell the story of my restoration in Christ.

In Isaiah 61, it speaks of God’s plan to deliver and restore His people with His Son, Jesus. Verse 3 tells us Jesus would “…provide for those who grieve in Zion – to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of joy instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair. They will be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the Lord for the display of his splendor.”

As I glance back at the different chapters of my life, the pages in this story have turned from sadness to happiness, sorrow to joy. With each scuff I know my Savior has healed, taught, and comforted me while I walked through the valley. I see where he carried me, lifted me up, and met me on the mountain top. Each little mark has turned into the beautiful character God wants me to be. These bumps and dings are not meant to be forgotten or covered up, rather shared as a testimony of God’s love, faithfulness, and deliverance.

What’s your story?

Becky Ossefoort

This fall, I had the privilege of accompanying the Luverne Cardinal Marching Band as a chaperone to a couple competitions in neighboring communities. Even though my daughter rode on a different bus, I think she was glad to have me along.  After weeks and weeks of hot summer sun and what seemed like endless 7AM rehearsals (for child and chauffer, a.k.a. mom) the band took the field and smoothly glided across the green grass in straight rows, unique formations, and dramatic sound. As the spectators sat and watched, I couldn’t help but feel excited and delighted to cheer from the sidelines as they paraded on and off the performance field. I still feel exhilarated inside just thinking about it!

For some of you, your joy is found in watching your child or grandchild catch the winning touchdown, dribble a basketball, run endless miles, show their 4-H steer, tickle the ivories… the list is endless, really. As a parent, encouraging our children to practice hard and be great at whatever they choose comes naturally. After endless trips to practices and events, we have the privilege to sit on the sideline cheering for our child to achieve all they can, and do what they love.

While reflecting on the excitement of a successful marching band season, I began to wonder if we encourage our children to participate at the same level in their spiritual life. Do we cheer from the sideline when they are actively working in God’s Kingdom right here on earth? Are we helping them practice? How about the “playbook”; do we encourage them daily to know and do the “plays” God illustrates for us in the scriptures? Or, has the math homework, hockey games, and after school jobs replaced that part of the cheering section? Perhaps we are satisfied if our children (and even ourselves) make it to church on Sunday morning, youth group on Sunday night and midweek during the week. That ought to be enough, right? After all, it seems silly to ask our children to read a spiritual book or do a Bible study outside of those times.

I was recently heavily convicted when reading through the gospel of Mark.

“These people honor me with their lips, but their hearts are far from me. They worship me in vain; their teachings are merely human rules.” Mark 7:6b-7. I just sat there and looked at the black letters on the crisp white paper and asked, “Lord, is this me? Is this what we have made of your church?”

As a follower of Christ, a mom, and ministry coordinator of the children and youth here at ARC, this verse has weighed heavy on my heart the last several weeks. I want to be certain I am not blindly passing on traditions that are man-made and not of God himself. The programs and activities we participate in here at church are meant to make our lives saltier, not the only spiritual activity we partake of during the week. Each gathering of believers should be spent lifting each other up and celebrating the God-sized things He is doing in our lives. These gatherings are not meant to be our only time spent with our Creator during the week, as though it will be enough to sustain our relationship with Him.

May it never be said of ARC that we actively honored Gods with our lips, but not our hearts. May we all be life-long learners who are actively seeking God and cheering on our children, friends, and loved ones to do the same each and every day.

Becky Ossefoort

Our family has experienced several firsts this fall. Our daughter, Kaylie, started high school and our youngest son, Evan, started kindergarten. It is hard to believe our little guy is old enough to start school and possibly even harder to believe I am old enough to have a high schooler! Josh and I have come to understand the “careful, they grow up quickly” phrase everyone uttered when we were just beginning our family.

As we began the school year, Evan was so excited to hop on the bus and go to school. He was looking forward to seeing his friends every day, wearing his backpack, and using his gym shoes. After his first day he reported it had been a great day! There were no tears as we sent him down the driveway to the bus the next morning, either. His report on the second day was similar to the previous day, except he added, “Dad, maybe tomorrow I could just skip school and stay home and help you.” We all laughed and went on with our evening. The next morning he was convinced he would be staying home. On the morning of day four, he suggested Daddy come get him from school to help unload pigs and then bring him back to school when they were done. Yes, it is going to be a long, long 13 years!

This got me to thinking about my relationship with my Heavenly Father. When I first accepted God’s invitation to begin a relationship with Him I did everything I could to serve my Master. Working as His servant daily was pure joy and I was excited to share with my friends, read the Bible and worked diligently for the kingdom. Yet, as I served Him, I started spending less and less time with Him each day. Eventually my Bible was only cracked open on Sundays, my to do list grew, and the praise music could only be heard faintly in the background. What happened to the excitement of serving my Master?

Last week Mike’s message asked us to search our heart and ask ourselves if we really truly believed God loved us. I have had times in my life where I did question God’s love for me. Times I thought I was so unworthy of God’s grace, and caused me to wander away from God all together. I served only one master – myself. Since being born again, I have experienced God’s love over and over again. He is my Defender, my Father, the God who saves me, Comforter, Redeemer, Teacher…the list goes on. After the message last week, I was not left wondering does God love me, rather how much do I really love God. Is He truly my greatest passion?

It is so easy to lose sight of what is truly important as I run kids here and there, the laundry piles up, and my to do list grows. Eventually my quiet time with God tends to get shorter and shorter with each passing day. The busyness often distracts me from what I long to have as my greatest passion. Yet, I soon recognize something is missing and know I’ve neglected what is essential in my life.

I’m so grateful I serve the Father depicted in the story we know of the Prodigal Son. (Luke 15) Whether I’m the prodigal or the brother who has allowed the cares of daily life to overshadow his relationship with the father; I know that God is always patiently waiting to restore the joy of His salvation.

When it comes to our relationship with God, may it not be so with us that we spend all of our time doing what seems so urgent, but rather may we be intentional about spending time with our Creator. If you have wandered and question God’s love for you, maybe ask yourself how deeply you love your Maker. I can promise you He loves you more than you can ever imagine. Turn around, He is waiting for you with arms open wide and He is calling you home. Becky Ossefoort

Some time back, I recall an elderly woman visiting our church. Several people visit our church from week to week, but for some reason this woman has remained in the back of my mind. She did not stick out in the crowd of people, she did not look any different than anyone else, and she did not necessarily do anything special to draw my attention to her; yet I have not forgotten her.

The woman was sitting with a family whose baby was being baptized. I can only assume she was the great grandma to the little one wrapped in white. What joy it must have been for her to watch her grandchildren present their child before the Lord, knowing the next generation of her family would be raised knowing His goodness. Yet, this is not what struck me about the woman. What caught my attention happened at the end of the service.

When Mike completed his message, we closed with a couple songs. The first was a praise song. As I was singing, I was interrupted when I caught a glimpse of the woman standing and just looking at the screen. She was not singing, just looking ahead with a straight face. At the moment, I thought she must not know the song. I watched a moment longer and returned my attention to the music and eventually found myself worshiping – allowing the words to sink into my heart and turning my focus toward God.

For me, praise music is something that speaks to me. It carries me through a rough day; I crank it up when I’m busy; I have it streaming through earbuds when I am mowing lawn; and it is a must when I am driving in my car. Perhaps it most speaks to me when our church family comes together in one voice – often moving me to moistened eyes. Why did she not feel the same way?

When we wrapped up the song, the praise team led us into a familiar hymn. As we began to sing, I saw something very different in this lovely, elderly woman. What I saw was a woman singing the beautiful old hymn with great joy. Her entire body moved with each changing chord and I smiled as I watched her sing. The hymn was speaking to her heart, just like the previous song had spoken to mine. She was joyfully singing praises to her King. It was this song that brought her before the thrown of God, each word penetrating her heart, praising her Father in Heaven.

I experienced a lot in those brief moments. I saw a gap in age, preference in music, and even experienced a slight frustration when she did not like the same song I did. Yet it was on this day, God revealed to me how He speaks to us all differently, through different experiences in life and yes, even in different styles of music.

May it be said of us that our heart is focused on worshiping God and not the choice of music. And may we rejoice when God tunes the heart of all his children to hear his voice.

¹Come, let us sing for joy to the Lord; let us shout aloud to the Rock of our salvation. ²Let us come before him with thanksgiving and extol him with music and song. (Psalm 95)

Becky Ossefoort

This past weekend I had the privilege to accompany 15 of our junior high students to Power Connection 2015. Not only did we have a ton of fun, we left with our hearts ignited on fire for the Lord. The bond this group now shares will be something treasured for a lifetime. During our time together, I saw the youth soaking in God’s Word, thoughtfully planning how to best apply what they had learned to their daily lives, and worshiping from their heart. Many committed to a deeper relationship with God and a few gave their heart to Jesus for the first time.

Each day during our main session we saw a short drama. One of those dramas started out with two friends chatting on the sidewalk. They were deep in conversation about the prior evenings events when their other friend walked in with a small box. When the friends asked what he had in his hands, he replied “Oh, this? It’s my God-in-a-box.” One friend laughed hysterically at how small his box was and turned to pull out his Super-Sized God-in-a-box on wheels. The third friend was not amused; in fact she had absolute sadness in her heart for her friends. The two friends argued that they could easily live without God, but it was important that they have their box available, so they could let him out when they needed Him. They would take God out of the box at church, while they were at Bible Study, or even at school while taking a test. If they were with friends, playing video games or other “fun” things they would neatly tuck God back in the box. They were determined they could live without God all the time.

Friends, do you keep God in a box only letting Him out when you need Him or when it will look good to those watching? Is God welcome to be part of your every day, every minute activity? Is He welcome to be part of your conversations with all your friends or just certain friends? Maybe you do not have God in a box, but are you allowing Him to drive your life or just sit in the passenger seat? Backseat? Maybe He is tapping on the trunk lid asking to be let out.

If we are in a real relationship with God, we need to let Him drive – we get to sit in the backseat. We cannot just whip Him out of the box whenever we need Him, only to tuck Him back in when we are done. Our relationship with God is not a job we can punch in and out of as we please.

“Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters” Colossians 3:23. Whatever you do…no matter who is around, no matter where you are, no matter how scared it makes you, do it as though you are doing it for the Lord. Whatever you do…in all conversations, during all activities, no matter what, allow God to be part of it. If we want to be used by God to conquer the world, we first need to let Him conquer us.

So now I’ll ask you, can you live without God? Perhaps a better question is this: Can you die without Him? You can’t live without Him either, my friend.

Becky Ossefoort

Get started today! Each of us at Power Connection was given a 21-day challenge and I would like to challenge you to take the same challenge. (Double dog dare you!) The 21-day challenge: read one chapter in the book of John for the next 21 days. Seems easy, right? Well, if you take that challenge, who are you going to do it with? Who will be your partner so you can study it together? Friends, God has called us into a personal relationship with Him, not a private one. His word is meant to be shared together. If you need a partner, let me know, I’d be happy to do it with you!

During the summer my children enjoy working with their 4-H cattle. They give the cattle a bath, blow dry them, and comb them until they are show ready. The kids lead each animal with a halter, pet them, and care for their every need. Even after being out to pasture for several months, when the kids call their names, they come running for the gate for a scratch behind the ears. A bond has been developed that won’t quickly go away.

This spring, two of the heifers had babies. After each calf was born, they had to be separated from their mom to check their health and give them an ear tag. Even with the kids by the gate trying to comfort the momma cow, she was clearly agitated and did not want to trust anyone with her baby calf. Each time they entered the pen, the cow was certain to stay between them and their beloved calf.

While watching this happen, I was struck by the similarities of humans and animals to protect their young. As a parent, I do everything I can to protect my children from the things the world yells at them as acceptable and okay. My desire is that they would listen to me and obey my requests.

As a follower of Christ, I know that God wants nothing more than to protect me from the ways of the world also. His greatest desire is that I may listen to the requests He has prepared for me in advance. For many years I told the world I was a Christian and yet did what the world told me was acceptable. I went to church, helped out where I was needed, and did my best to act like a Christian should. Yet I felt as though something was missing, and had a desire in my heart for more.

Romans 12:2 says “Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is – his good, pleasing and perfect will.”

God gives us guidelines to follow in living a life pleasing to Him, but He wants more than just “good people.” The Bible is more than an instruction manual to living a good life and someday being part of God’s Kingdom. We are in God’s Kingdom here on earth now and God instructs us to follow Jesus’ example.

Yes, God wants us to trust and love Him, but He desires us to be His disciples, too. As a disciple in Christ, we need to learn to live our life like Jesus would if He were to slip into our shoes. God wants us to do so much more than just believe His Word, He wants us to be doers of His Word. We are part of God’s plan to build up His church. Not only is our job as a parent to instruct and protect our children, but more importantly it is to disciple them to be little disciples spreading the love of God throughout the Kingdom right here on earth. We need to teach our children that being in Heaven with God one day is not our only purpose in following Christ.

We can only be gently corrected and steered in the right direction by God if we have a relationship with Him so we can hear His familiar voice when He calls. Only then can we begin to lead others to know who their Savior is. Paul instructed the church in Corinth to “Follow my example, as I follow the example of Christ.” (1 Corinthians 11:1) Paul left us the example of studying the scriptures, meditation, and prayer. We are to do the same.

For myself, this was a new lifestyle. I have done my best to be a whole new identity in Christ, and leave my old life behind. Everyday more and more of my old self is left behind and it is my prayer that more and more of me is a reflection of my God, my Savior – my one true love, Jesus Christ.

Becky Ossefoort

What an amazing week we have had at Vacation Bible School! During VBS, the directors and I do our best to keep things moving and organized behind the scenes for the teachers and helpers. Often times I move on to the next task once something has started, never stopping quite long enough to take it all in. It is what is needed to keep things running smoothly, but it does leave me feeling like I miss out on some of the joy that others experience while they sit and listen to the kids talk about what they are learning.

We began Monday’s activities after welcoming 157 smiling children through our doors. Using the Bible as our guide, we got started on our first trek up the mountain to a Bible lesson where we learned the story of God providing for Elijah. God has the power to provide! After reflecting on the week’s lessons, I could see exactly where God provided for us during the week. We did not run out of a single item, even though it was close after having 13 more students than the last few years. Not only did we have enough supplies, but we had many wonderful helpers to help create an environment for the Holy Spirit to be at work.

Tuesday, we learned that God has the power to comfort. Once again, we met Elijah in the wilderness and learned that King Ahab was angry and in hot pursuit of Elijah. Elijah was scared and told God he just wanted to be done, because it was too hard. But God comforted Elijah by whispering, “I love you.” Preparing for VBS is a tremendous amount of work for many who are involved. For myself, I can see where God comforted me in both the planning stages and this week during the busyness when things weren’t going exactly as planned and while we were moving outdoor activities inside because of the rain – and it all worked out perfectly.

God has the power to heal. The students were off to the Jordan river on Wednesday where they met a sick man named Naaman. A young slave girl told his family that he should go to Israel to meet Elisha. Naaman was very reluctant to take a bath in the dirty Jordan river, but after he did, God healed him! We have all been healed at one time or another. I’m happy to report there were no major injuries at VBS, but we did get out the first-aid kit a few times. I thank God that he has the power to heal!

On Thursday, the students were led to hide with some close friends of Jesus. They were all very afraid because Jesus had just been arrested and crucified on a cross. Peter explained to them how he had hurt his friendship with Jesus when he denied Jesus three times. Our sin picks away and breaks apart our friendship with God. But God loves us so much that he doesn’t want our friendship with him to be broken. God sent Jesus to repair our broken friendship with him. God has the power to forgive. Many eyes welled up with tears as we placed our thumbprint on a cross and whispered “I’m sorry, Jesus.”

Each of us goes through hard times and our world is not a perfect place. Yet, no matter what happens here on earth, we know that because of Jesus we can go to a place where there is no trouble! God is preparing a forever home for you and me. One day, we will all be welcomed by Jesus where we will be connected to him forever. God has the power to love us forever. I trust many seeds were planted this week and have great anticipation to see each child grow in their faith, trusting Jesus as their Lord and Savior

After reflecting on our week, I may not have had the opportunity to hear all the chatter our children had among themselves, but I thank God for revealing his mighty power to me while doing the work he had laid before me. This week is another reminder of how God is at work in every aspect of our life. Pay attention to what you do and take time to reflect on your day in prayer with your Father in heaven. Where do you see our powerful God at work?

What a mighty God we serve!

Becky Ossefoort

Several years ago I had a man reach out to me to help his daughter buy a house. While looking for a house, I could tell by his actions and attention to each detail the great love he had for his daughter. In the process, he would check everything imaginable to be sure the house would be a good fit. Was it in a safe neighborhood; were the windows good; was the furnace in working order; was it built by a reputable contractor; was the bank treating her fairly; how could she finish the basement in the future; was she getting the best price for the house? All these details seem somewhat small, but together they add up to something big and he wanted to be sure his daughter was protected, secure and could make it her home. All of these actions were done out of his love for her and helping her get to the point of finally opening the door to her first home.

About a year ago this man called me again. He shared that his daughter was going through some struggles and decided she should sell her house for a fresh start. He asked me if I could help them through this challenging time. When I explained I no longer had my real estate license and I would not be able to help them this time, I could hear the disappointment in his voice. I was able to give some advice and a few names of people that I trusted to help them. A few months later, he shared with me that they were able to get the house sold and how his daughter was able to have a fresh start. He was so happy and through our conversation I could once again see the great love he had for his daughter.

This is just a small example of the love our Heavenly Father has for us. Our Father inspects each step of our life and guides us in a way that keeps us out of harm’s way. At times, we stumble and get ourselves into situations that can be hurtful, agonizing and leave us calling out in our pain.

I was reflecting on Psalm 107 this week. This psalm was written to celebrate the Jews’ return from their exile in Babylon. As I was reading the text and the struggles they had endured, one statement was repeated several times and it caught my attention. “Then they cried out to the Lord in their trouble” (vs. 6, 13, 19 & 28) After each of these phrases it goes on to tell us what God’s action of love was -“delivered them,” “saved them,” “rescued them,” and “brought them out of their distress.”

Jesus’ disciple, John reminds us of God’s great love for us in 1 John 3:1 “See what great love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are!” I love the word lavished used in this text. According to Webster’s Dictionary, lavish is defined as “expended or produced in abundance; marked by profusion or excess.” As a believer, you are God’s child and His love for you is abundant!

This week we are, yet again, reminded of the abundant love of our Father. When we cry out to Him, He is faithful to deliver, save and rescue us. No matter how far we’ve fallen, we can receive God’s free gift of forgiveness and begin a new life. God knew we could never keep His commands perfectly, so He sent His Son not only to be a perfect example, but as a sacrifice to save us all. He sent His Son to die a horrible death on the cross to ultimately give us life; life with our Father.

What an amazing gift to be called children of God.

Becky Ossefoort

“There is a reason your windshield is bigger than your rearview mirror.” I heard this thought provoking comment on the radio while driving this week. As I continued my short journey down Blue Mound Avenue, I glanced in my mirror and wondered how much time I spend looking in the rearview mirror of my life. You see for many years, looking in that rearview mirror was all I was concerned about. I had many hurts, regrets, failures and mess-ups that I wanted so badly to go back and correct.

Thankfully, I don’t look in my rearview mirror as often as I used to. Several years ago I heard a couple words spoken through Pastor Dave that I so badly needed to hear. The words he used are words that I have heard since I was a child; simple words. They are words that are spoken throughout the Bible as a reminder to what Christ did for us when He laid down His life on the cross. Yet knowing and hearing this all my life, I was certain they didn’t apply to me or my sins. After all, how could He forgive me for what I had done?

I don’t recall the exact scripture from that day; though I am sure it had an impact on the wave of emotion and freedom I was experiencing. The only words I really needed to hear that day were, “You are forgiven. Get over it!”

Before hearing those simple words, I carried my sins with me like a backpack loaded down with heavy textbooks. Each morning I would wake up, put on my “confidence,” “success” and “you can’t hurt me with your judgments today” masks. I worked hard every day to prove that I was worthy of being forgiven so one day I would be as good as everyone else. Sure I had asked Jesus to forgive me, but I hadn’t come anywhere close to forgiving myself. I was standing in the way of experiencing God’s love, mercy and forgiveness.

“For I will forgive their wickedness and will remember their sins no more.” Hebrews 8:12

“You are forgiven. Get over it!”

I’ll never forget those words or how I could feel the chains falling free from my arms. I no longer had to look in my rearview mirror and feel the heavy burdens of my past. Jesus took those burdens with Him to the grave and forgot about them. Even I was good enough for Him. Jesus loves me! And He loves you, my friend!

When I glance into that rearview mirror now, there is a sense of rejoicing. As the past fades in the distance, I can’t help but see where my Father in Heaven carried me, helped me grow and undoubtedly was always there journeying right beside me. He has used those times in my life to mold me into who He wants me to be. The windshield really is bigger, wider and clearer as I seek to serve Him as best I can each day. Sure, there will always be the occasional bug splat on that window, but my Father in Heaven is there to turn on the wipers and restore that streak free shine.

Do you carry your burdens around? Did you know that Jesus died for you so you wouldn’t have to carry them with you anymore? Yes, for you. Yes, even that sin. Jesus invites you to release yourself from it today. Toss it at the foot of the cross. Jesus died for you. You are good enough! You are forgiven!

Thank you Jesus, BeckyOssefoort