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8.25.2006  

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Isaiah 53:5
But He was wounded for our transgressions; He was crushed for our iniquities; upon Him was the chastisement that brought us peace, and with His stripes we are healed.

Tell me, why do I forget this? Why does my heart make so singular and magnificent a truth one so cluttered and marginal? Why do I love the diseases I have been healed from, the iniquities that He bore wrath for? *Sigh*.

posted by Bolo | 8:53 PM
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