Though I may have been buffeted
And battered some by strife,
The blessings far outweigh the grief
When I look at my life.
I could count all the things that hurt,
That tore the heart of me,
Or I could turn my gaze instead
To where my eyes should be;
The friends who make their love a gift,
The peace that fills my days,
The grace that lead me through tough times,
The words I lift in praise.
So many scars that time won’t heal,
But they mean less to me
Than those scars earned on Calvary
That set my spirit free.
John 3:16
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.
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