Only the Blood
The Slain Lamb is on the Throne
A Personal (but Universal) Testimony from April 3, 1980, John 3:3
Written September 5, 2025, in the waking morning hours
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Nothing could help me. Nothing could wash away my sin, my rebellion against God, my years of ignoring His presence, my rejection of His wooing arms, my silencing of His voice saying, “Come.”
Nothing. No repentance, no half-efforts of human goodness, no sorrow, no money, no fasting, no hours spent in prayer, no display of spiritual gifting. Nothing could remove the embedded, entrenched, stain-filled habits, the petrified grooves that constantly steered me away from the Light. Nothing.
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