Diamonds, the more I realize how generous God is, I can't help but to think about how He gives, and then He gives more and an image of someone pouring water into my bossom where the water is overflowing and it is in abundance. I just can't understand how God can be so good to me when I have not always and still not consistently good. I fail Him everyday and yet He allows me to enter in and ask for forgiveness. I can't even imagine not being able to ask someone for forgiveness and condemnation and judgment are all that's on the table for me to receive. I can't imagine, not being pardoned for my sins and even after I have admitted my wrong doing, there was nothing but punishment but Lord, blessed is she whose sins are forgiven. You not only forgive, but you don't hold my sins against me. My sins you forget and withhold the punishment I deserved all because of your Son Jesus. Jesus's blood permitted it to be so because He shed his blood and where there is shed blood, there is remission of sin. You no longer see my sins but you have cleansed me from them and gave me a new start. A clean and fresh new start, a new beginning God and regadless of the amount of money, what car I drive, the places I have visited, the biggest and baddest home I can live in can ne'er compare to being forgiven. Thank you for your goodness and mercy. Thank you for your grace. Thank you for making all things new. Thank you for making impossible possible because I can have hope in you. Lord I just wanted to say thank you....thank you for your goodness. Thank you Lord for your generosity. Thank you Lord for being my God.
Today, Ash Wednesday marks the beginning of the Lenten season. The lenten season is observed to better appreciate the death, and resurrection of Christ through self-examination, repentance, prayer, fasting, and self-denial. In addition, Ash Wednesday has another significant meaning for me. It was on this day, Ash Wednesday that the Lord brought me out of my induced coma in 2000, March 8th to be exact. Prior to that, I could only recall seeing my brother the night of the fire in January who accompanied me in the ambulance while being transported to what was then called UMDNJ in Newark, NJ. On that Ash Wednesday, I can remember seeing both my grandmother and my mommy sitting in my hospital room. Grandma holding a can of Pepsi, and mommy doing something with my feet, lol. Probably clipping my toe nails. There is also that taste of chicken broth or soup I will never forget fed to me intravenously along with other fluids to sustain me while I was in a coma. Its been 16 years from t
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