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Bath Time

July 30, 2012 By Sandra Heska King

It wasn’t so long ago that we ourselves were stupid and stubborn,
dupes of sin, ordered every which way by our glands,
going around with a chip on our shoulder,
hated and hating back.

But when God, our kind and loving Savior God, stepped in,
he saved us from all that.
It was all his doing;
we had nothing to do with it.

He gave us a good bath, and we came out of it new people,
washed inside and out by the Holy Spirit.
Our Savior Jesus poured out new life so generously.

God’s gift has restored our relationship with him
and given us back our lives.

And there’s more life to come—an eternity of life!
You can count on this. ~Titus 3:3-8 (MSG)

No words today. Just the Word. And a little camera play.

Happy Monday!

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  1. Sharon O says

    July 31, 2012 at 12:33 am

    WONDERFUL post… I love it.

    • Sandra says

      July 31, 2012 at 11:23 am

      🙂 🙂

  2. Laura says

    July 31, 2012 at 12:45 am

    Sandy! How do you do this? These pictures tell the story. Beauty. Like you 🙂

    • Sandra says

      July 31, 2012 at 11:20 am

      A lot of snapping. A lot of deleting. And if they’re any good–a lot of God. 🙂

      Love you, my Laura.

  3. Angie Clark says

    July 31, 2012 at 1:18 am

    This is a favorite passage of mine in Titus. “But when he appeared… he saved us.” On those days I feel frustration (in my flesh) towards the not-yet-saved in my life, or even the baby Christians, this verse is always the sword that cuts the frustration from my heart as I am reminded that though it seems another life time now, I was once the same. Until He appeared… Is this The Message version? Love it and love your pics of the adorable birdie!

    • Sandra says

      July 31, 2012 at 11:21 am

      Yes, Angie. It’s the Message. I should go edit that. I usually credit it. Thanks.

      It’s all in the waiting and trusting and resting, right?

  4. Kris says

    July 31, 2012 at 4:43 am

    I love this. What a perfect word! And these beautiful images?! Amazing. Thank you!

    • Sandra says

      July 31, 2012 at 11:22 am

      Thanks, Kris! I’m so glad you’re part of this little community.

  5. Martha Orlando says

    July 31, 2012 at 11:06 am

    Oh, I loved this, Sandy! Your bird photos are fantastic and the reflection if perfect. Blessings to you!

    • Sandra says

      July 31, 2012 at 11:23 am

      Thanks, Martha. I love how Eugene Peterson sheds new light. Blessings to you, too!

  6. Lynn Mosher says

    July 31, 2012 at 1:56 pm

    Love it! Beautiful photos, as always!

  7. Kathy says

    July 31, 2012 at 2:39 pm

    If the Lord can provide a place for this little bird
    to be cleansed,able to enjoy his perch in the tree,
    Then why should I worry and be concerned
    When there is evidence of His love for me!

    Your posting left me with such a sweet reminder of how much the Lord cares for us even more than the birds of the air. Thanks for this visual reminder and great picture book of God’s love.

    • Sandra says

      July 31, 2012 at 2:48 pm

      Oh Kathy. What a sweet poem. Thank you for these words.

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