The precious precious blood of Jesus

Your blood, your precious blood. Thank you for that. The words “thank you” seem to be worthless words in comparrison to how I feel. Even more so how I know I ought to feel. The magnitude of how my reaction will be when I see you face to face is something I realistically think my finite mind has no idea what it is talking about. I think I know, but on that day, that glorious day, I without a doubt will be dumbfounded and floored at the reality of seeing you and the intensity of the reality of your blood.

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