He is priceless

Acts 20:19

19 I have done the Lord’s work humbly and with many tears.

I have endured the trials that came to me from the plots of the Jews.

Colossians 2:3 

In Him lie hidden all the treasures of wisdom and knowledge.

 

Serving was never meant to be an emotional experience.

It is so much more than that for it touches all of life.

It is breathing and eating ... then the digesting of its fullness

As the drink is poured out on the ground as an offering and sacrifice.

 

The price was paid in full and He knew what He was buying.

I have no notion or idea ... of the value that I represent

Maybe that is the problem ...for my price I have deflated

Collecting dust on a shelf ... not worth more than a cent

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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