Jesus Paid

Earth has nothing to offer but the grave; it’s waiting for our flesh.

The ground knows (but does not own) “the ground” in us.  But what we’ve given to God becomes foreign to the world, the flesh, and the enemy.

Christ Jesus, break up the romance between me, the earth, and the things of earth in me!  It owes me death, nothing more – a debt from which I cannot escape.

But YOU IN ME, Lord, have paid my debt so that death is but an empty-handed beggar.  Ha! Ha!


Earth has naught to offer, and I am not asking of it anything.


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