Who am I? A wife for almost 40 years. A mom for over 36 years. A sister and a friend, of course. Each of these help describe me. But, even more, I have been a Christian since accepting Him as my Savior when I was 12 years old and, this truth defines each area of my life. I have enjoyed some mountain top experiences but have been through some very deep valleys as well. Valleys of incredible grief and even pits of depression. However, most of my days are ordinary, routine kind of days. But in every one of my days, God has been faithful. He has walked with me whatever the day. He strengthens, comforts, encourages and blesses me with life "most abundant."

A favorite life verse: The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly. John 10:10

Why do I write? Though not quite as private as my dad, I am definitely my father's daughter. I find it difficult to share. And to let others in. But I do love to write. I love to put words into sentences and sentences in paragraphs that help express my thoughts. I hope my words help me share my heart. Share the life that God has given me and all that He has done for me and through me. I write with the hope of giving Him at least a bit of the glory He is due.

A verse to guide my writing: That the trial of your faith, being much more precious than of gold that perisheth, though it be tried with fire, might be found unto praise and honour and glory at the appearing of Jesus Christ. I Peter 1:7

I am Redeemed!!

Posted on By jennifer

I love poetry.  I used to write poems much more often than I do now.  Actually, these days, I rarely write my thoughts in poetry.  Perhaps I should (just thinking out loud) because I love it.  And, yes, poetry put to music can be beautiful and moving, however, the words truly impact me the most.  I’ve shared lyrics here before – maybe too often – but they are so often what immediately comes to mind when I read a prompt.  For instance, today’s prompt:  Redeem.  What a beautiful word especially here in the Easter season as our thoughts turn to the cross – and the resurrection!  The price paid to redeem lost sinners.  To cancel our sin debt and to restore us to fellowship with our heavenly father.  As Christians, we have been redeemed!!

All morning, I have been singing Redeemed, How I Love to Proclaim It, penned in 1882 by Fanny Crosby, who, after writing over 9,000 (nine thousand!!) hymns, is often referred to as the hymn queen.  Once asked if she had a hymn written especially for your conversion experience, she replied, “I have written many hymns to describe the joy of my salvation. The one that stands out the most to me right now is this one.”  She then began to sing:

Redeemed, how I love to proclaim it!
Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb;
Redeemed through His infinite mercy,
His child, and forever, I am.

May I never “get over” the wonderful gift of my salvation.  The price paid for my redemption.  May I never cease to be amazed that I am His child, and forever, I am.  And may the wonder of it all cause me to proclaim it whenever I have the opportunity.  If you have not accepted this gift of salvation, you can read both my story, as well as my son’s story, at the tabs above.  No doubt there will be other encouraging thoughts regarding redemption.  You can find them here.  Have a beautiful weekend.

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Comments (4)

  1. I think we need more beautiful things that bring us joy in our lives! Poetry included – and I think those old hymns totally count!

  2. Poetry, hey, yeah, I’m on it,
    four thousand in the last two years
    in one form, Shakespearean sonnet,
    but all is not as it appears,
    for I cannot think in rhyme,
    it just comes out when it’s needed
    at blog-reading keyboard time,
    and I just hope that I have heeded
    some kind of call the Lord God sent
    for a talent that I never knew
    to give a message that He meant
    for me to write to only you…
    and thus, perhaps, through poetry
    is how redemption’s come to me.

  4. Looks like we both were reminded of Fanny Crosby’s wonderful hymn “Redeemed.” She blessed so many in her day and many in the years that followed.

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