Psalm 103:1-5
As if the gift of the cross wasn't enough. As if the sacrifice of His own life wasn’t a great enough display of affection. My Jesus reaches even further. He extends His arm of compassion even deeper into my soul. He Himself is forgiveness in the fullest form. He didn't despise or reject the lesser evils in my life. His death was the price for all iniquity. All my sin. Forgiven. In full. The magnitude of my sin was deep, and yet His love for me ran deeper. Bless the Lord oh my soul. The washing of my sin, the removal of my transgression. My brain can't comprehend this kind of mercy. But He doesn't end this flow of grace at the cross. His concern does not only consist of my forgiveness. He wants to heal me. He cares about every single fiber of my being. If my soul was sick, I have been made well. If my body has been bruised by the weight of my iniquity, then I have been healed...