I always find myself skipping over the book of Jude… I think it’s a mental association with Judas that betrayed Jesus makes me page past…
I was going to go to Titus, but Jude is where I stopped because of the introduction. It is essentially the tattoo around my wrist…
My purpose: a service of gratitude for what Christ has done, my calling.
beloved by God, my father and
free because of Christ, being kept in his hand.
(It’s like when I call my son on his full name and surname… there is immediate attention)
And then a personal message to me:
More mercy
More peace
More love
Knowing my own flaws and how they surfaced this week, it’s like a caring, loving, punch to the chest! 🤜
