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It was only noon , but dark as night, one Friday

I When the man whose blood ran as fecund streams Gave up His last breath, darkness fell like judgment It would hang from midday, one Friday, for hours At three that afternoon, at a nearby Temple The thick curtains, at least a meter deep, ripped From top to bottom, revealing the inner sanctum Was it an invitation? Come to Me without an intermediary? Someone served till He bled love, freedom, salvation - That Friday of horror is called Good Friday Because someone paid for me, I go before Abba-Father ... free II Today at church in South Africa, we did half the communion during our worship. We heard Isaiah (53:5) reveal His body given and broken for Me/world, by His stripes we are healed. But the CUP at the Table of the LORD, is the New Covenant "in my blood," said Jesus. That took effect two days after Good Friday. We shall drink the symbolic, ordinary, wine to commemorate His Death and abstaining from the fruit of the vine until all SAVED siblings do it together in the Father's House. With our LAMB and Lion of Judah, Jesus. I am called to serve like Jesus, but I fail so miserably and humiliatingly. Where's gratitude in my soul? Holy Spirit help me thank Jesus, I beseech Thee, & all of Creation (Groaning for renewal according to Romans, chapter 8). amen shalom

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Date: 4/16/2022 9:12:00 PM
Anil, my brother, I was blessed to read this tonight and contemplate the rending of the temple curtain, not only demonstrating his almighty power, but that we no longer need any intermediary to approach him. "Come into the holy of holiest, enter by the blood of the Lamb", we sing. Hallelujah! God bless you richly with grace and joy this Easter ~ John
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Date: 4/15/2022 9:19:00 PM
Beautiful write..... Anil brother. Yes, He bled love... limitless love, freedom from sin, from all bondage and eternal salvation ! May God hear your prayer and also our prayer to be more grateful to Him for the love He pours on us !
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Date: 4/15/2022 12:29:00 PM
Beautiful, humbling writing Anil; thank you for sharing. Have a beautiful Easter. Thank you for the inspiration. Your works constantly help steer me in the the right direction for focus. He is Risen! Blessings!
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