I was afraid of that. I do confess, and I do love, but not as much as I wish I did. My only hope then is the miserable wretch who was crucified alongside of Jesus Christ who both confessed and loved in the only way that he could, which wasn't much, but Jesus magnified it like the loaves and fishes to feed the hungry souls who've read his dying words for the last couple thousand years, "Stop reviling Him! This Man has done nothing wrong. Lord, remember me when You come in Your Kingdom."
I was afraid of that. I do confess, and I do love, but not as much as I wish I did. My only hope then is the miserable wretch who was crucified alongside of Jesus Christ who both confessed and loved in the only way that he could, which wasn't much, but Jesus magnified it like the loaves and fishes to feed the hungry souls who've read his dying words for the last couple thousand years, "Stop reviling Him! This Man has done nothing wrong. Lord, remember me when You come in Your Kingdom."