Sunday, April 16, 2006

Easter Sunday 2006


The tomb cannot hold the living.

The Glass Box holds the image of the slim, vibrant woman that I once was, but the Glass Box cannot hold the life that is within myself.

The pit that I am in is not so deep that the Lord God cannot lift me out of it.

I do not have a need that He won't meet.

I am not beyond help.

I am the good shepherd. The good shepherd lays down and gives up His own life for His sheep. ~ John 10:11.