You are life to me
You are so real
You are breath to me
Christ you're everything
You are day to me
You are so real
You are earth to me
Christ you're everything
You are dream to me
You are so real
You are mind to me
Christ you're everything
You are love to me
You are so real
You are heart to me
Christ you're everything
You are star to me
You are so real
You're galaxy to me
Christ you're everything
You are music to me
You are so real
You're rythm to me
Christ you're everything
You're rain to me
You are so real
You're seasons to me
Christ you're everything
You are wealth to me
You are so real
You're the bank to me
Christ you're everything
You are height to me
You are so real
You're space to me
Christ you're everything
You are time to me
You are so real
You are age to me
Christ you're everything
It was the time of the passover. I had seen 32 passover feasts, during which my family and I, my disciples and I (When I began my public ministry), would slay the chosen lamb in honor of the father's ordinance.
In those 32 years, everytime we ate the passover lamb, I was reminded that someday I would be the lamb that was slain.
This 33rd year as I walked into Jerusalem on the 10th day of Nissan when the Lamb was to be chosen, I willingly gave myself as the lamb to be slain.
They hailed, called out to me hosanna meaning "Save Us". With every shout and scream, I was reminded of my purpose. The very reason I was born was to die for these and many to be saved.
Every voice, every stare, every palm tree, stirred in me a strong desire to accomplish my purpose. They thought they were asking me for political redemption but I knew they were asking me for total redemption.
That week, I had the most temptations of my life. My mind fought against the enemy as he tried so hard to mak…
In those 32 years, everytime we ate the passover lamb, I was reminded that someday I would be the lamb that was slain.
This 33rd year as I walked into Jerusalem on the 10th day of Nissan when the Lamb was to be chosen, I willingly gave myself as the lamb to be slain.
They hailed, called out to me hosanna meaning "Save Us". With every shout and scream, I was reminded of my purpose. The very reason I was born was to die for these and many to be saved.
Every voice, every stare, every palm tree, stirred in me a strong desire to accomplish my purpose. They thought they were asking me for political redemption but I knew they were asking me for total redemption.
That week, I had the most temptations of my life. My mind fought against the enemy as he tried so hard to mak…
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