“Biblical Goals”
I'm sharing this not to make you dwell on your past and feel regret. Instead, my aim is for you to glimpse the hope awaiting in your future—a future brimming with joy, service, and gratitude. Our time on earth is finite, and I wouldn't be true to my intent if I didn't offer you this truth.
What gift of grace is Jesus my redeemer
There is no more for heaven now to give
He is my joy, my righteousness, and freedom
My steadfast love, my deep and boundless peace
I'd like to share an Instagram post from a ministry that's been a guiding light for me—Steadfast Women. Whether I'm seeking guidance, resources, or just a comforting read, they've been a reliable source.
Need I say more? This post is a simple yet profound resolution, hitting the mark on everything. The Simple Gospel is just that—simple. I plan to print it out and hang it on my mirror, a daily reminder to strive to emulate the God-Man.
To this I hold, my hope is only Jesus
For my life is wholly bound to his
Oh how strange and divine, I can sing: all is mine!
Yet not I, but through Christ in me
As I wrap up, I want to emphasize this: the number of days we have on this earth is uncertain. A wise man once told me, "Now is the time to get right with the Lord; don’t wait a second longer." I can assure you that embracing Christ in your life is a decision you won't regret. I'm not promising a life free of challenges or sudden perfection, but the journey is profoundly worthwhile.
The night is dark but I am not forsaken
For by my side, the Saviour He will stay
I labour on in weakness and rejoicing
For in my need, His power is displayed
What is my hope in Jesus?
To this I hold, my Shepherd will defend me
Through the deepest valley He will lead
Oh the night has been won, and I shall overcome!
Yet not I, but through Christ in me
Well, it is the firm assurance, the guarantee, the certainty, that God has and will keep his Promises.
No fate I dread, I know I am forgiven
The future sure, the price it has been paid
For Jesus bled and suffered for my pardon
And He was raised to overthrow the grave
This Hope isn’t wishful or a desire.
To this I hold, my sin has been defeated
Jesus now and ever is my plea
Oh the chains are released, I can sing: I am free!
Yet not I, but through Christ in me
If I put my trust in him, even when things are unknown or unclear, I have confidence that his promise will be kept.
With every breath I long to follow Jesus
For He has said that He will bring me home
And day by day I know He will renew me
Until I stand with joy before the throne
A promise to have everlasting life in his Kingdom, no pain or tears!
To this I hold, my hope is only Jesus
All the glory evermore to Him
When the race is complete, still my lips shall repeat:
Yet not I, but through Christ in me!
Because of my faith, I have hope. He is the God of Hope!
When the race is complete, still my lips shall repeat:
Yet not I, but through Christ in me!
Yet not I, but through Christ in me!
Yet not I, but through Christ in me!
Plus, “The Man on the Middle Cross Said I Can Come!”