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Boon's Sunday Sermon #15 - White As Snow

We've shared more than once that mom really gets into the whole Christmas scene.  This year she decided that in addition to the whimsical, family tree in the living room, she'd like to set up a more traditional tree in her bedroom.  She shopped for the perfect ornaments for her perfect tree for over an hour.  She walked through the Christmas department with her cart loaded full of colored balls and accessories before making the final decision to go with a red and white themed tree.

Last night as mom laid in bed staring at the tree, a scripture from Isaiah came to mind.  It says, "Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be white as snow."  

The red and white tree suddenly took on a special meaning.  It reminded us of the gift Christ came to give us - that through the shedding of His blood, we can have eternal life with Him.

There is no sin too big for His blood to cover.  There is no wrong that can take His love away.  

Romans 8:38, 39 says, "For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord."

Christmas began with the gift of Jesus.

For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.  John 3:16

When we come before Him with a sincere, repentant heart, He takes all the sins of our past and cleanses us whiter than snow.  He's made the first step by coming and offering.  It's our decision to accept Him and begin life anew in Christ Jesus.

Won't you come to Him?



Have a blessed and joyous week, friends!


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For more information on this new life or any other questions, please email samantha@theloveshackpack.com.  We are also available to pray with you anytime.   God bless you!  We love you!!

Comments

  1. Amen to that! What a gift He gave us!

    Love the tree in the bedroom! All of our human kids have had one in their rooms growing up!

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  2. You always seem to pick scriptures that I can relate to at that moment. I love your new tree, and red and white decorations must look beautiful!

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  3. Hi there, Great post and love the tree plus the symbolism is so pertinent to Life. So thankful we can be assured of eternal life and salvation through Jesus.
    Have a wonderful afternoon.
    Blessings, Noreen & Reggie-dog

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  4. Oh, oh, Mom LOVED that!!! LOVED it!!! God must have led your mom to put up that Red and White tree, don't you think?!?
    Beautiful!
    Play bows,
    Zim

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  5. God is so good to us... each and every one! Thanks for the reminder!

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  6. The red and white tree is beautiful. What a wonderful reminder of the season.

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  7. I almost feel off my typing chair when that music started blaring. And I couldn't find where it was coming from for the longest time. Can you possibly make that an option?

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  8. This is wonderful!!! Just perfect! xoxo Chloe and LadyBug

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  9. Very nice, as are all your Sunday Sermons.

    Have a great week.

    Woos ~ Phantom, Thunder, Ciara, and Lightning

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  10. We are feeling it too! Love your tree :D

    Wyatt and Stanzie

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  11. I'm already there.

    Nice tree.
    Blessings,
    Goose

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  12. Beautiful tree. Extra beautiful post. Thank you!

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  13. I love your Sunday Sermon! It's always so true and beautiful.

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