The most important thing about me isn't about me at all. It's about God.
Though He is perfectly holy, and I had no hopes of being so, He loved me (and you!).
There had to be punishment for sin – justice had to be satisfied.
So God sent His own Son, Jesus Christ, who lived a sinless life Himself, and died to pay the penalty for sin.
Because of that sacrifice, I can be right with God.
And so can you … and so can anyone who will cease trusting in their own goodness -- but rather acknowledge that they have none, and trust in Jesus Christ’s sacrifice instead.
The less interesting things about me are:
I am the office manager for the church I attend and also have a small business re-binding books & Bibles.
I’m in the process of overcoming the horror of school gym classes, and learning to think of exercise as a “good thing” rather than an exercise in public humiliation.
I love being outdoors, particularly when Michigan allows a person to be outside without the danger of frostbite. (that would be “July”)
I believe my unfiled-pile has reached critical mass, and must-needs be addressed! (note ... this is at home, NOT at work ... k? Just wanted to be sure that was out there! I'm MUCH more responsible at work.) :)
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Trinka. I had no idea. I'm so sorry.
Yes, yes ... I hide my afflictions well behind a mask of bravery.
Of course ... if you were REALLY sorry, you'd come over with a book of matches and a metal wastebasket and make the pile GO AWAY. :)
I'd better not. The fire department would have to come. : )
I bet when you get to the bottom of the pile you will find some dried apricots..... They wreak so much havoc. Mean little things.
You've got a point. I DO like dried apricots. Hmmm ... maybe they're the source of ALL my problems?
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