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Again and again and again

“...because your heart was tender and you humbled yourself before God when you heard his words against this place and its inhabitants, and you have humbled yourself before me and have torn your clothes and wept before me, I also have heard you, declares the Lord.” (2 Chronicles 34:27, ESV)

Most of us know what it is to be broken. We know what it is to be guilty...again.

In those times, we weep. We scream. We despair of our own hearts and weaknesses.

To be betrayed is one thing, to be the betrayer is another altogether. Standing in some mess of our own creation, the betrayer cries out to the betrayed:

“Forgive me again. Cleanse me again. Heal me...again.”

And He does.

He sees the prodigal returning and He runs to welcome him.

He hears the cries of the lost and He draws near.

And by His wounds, the broken are healed.


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