Wednesday 19 September 2012

When I saw her again

When I saw her again, I rejoiced because she was no longer dressed in a beauty of her own. The makeup 

which she has so lavished upon her flesh and her heart was now replaced by the beauty of Jesus Christ. 

Those clothes, desires and deed once worn to please the sinful man were now worn to please God and His

Christ. I approached her with an afternoon smile, being led by the Spirit’s consecrated appetite to fellowship

 with those whom Christ had touched….. 

K.Oni

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