His Son

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By jeanimoo

God the Father sent us His son to walk among us and teaching His ways, healing all that would, raising the dead and showing compassion without measure. He went all the way even to the cross, giving his life for you and me. He was bruised for our inquities though we don't clearly understand and by his stripes we are healed, now we like that healing part. The chastisement of our peace was upon Him, and we all want peace in some form or another.

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