Sweet Salvation

As the years go by salvation grows sweeter. My need for mercy and forgiveness does not diminish. Contrarily, the need increases. Failure continues, glaring weaknesses reveal more clearly the frailty of this earthen vessel.

Recollection of His complete cleansing afforded to those who ask is the sole hope for sweet relief from grief over wasted opportunities, lost days. And I still have plenty of those.

For someone my age, who has spent many, many evenings reviewing the day's failure, the promise of new mercies every morning grows more dear.

What can wash away my sin?
Nothing but the blood of Jesus.
What can make me whole again?
Nothing but the blood of Jesus.

As old as I am - as long as I've walked with Him - in all I've experienced with Him - nothing is more amazing than the cleansing His blood brings, the lightness of the burden of sin lifted, the forgiveness given by my Heavenly Father.

Sweet Salvation. I will sing for all eternity.