Elijah.singz

The nativity is the beginning of the cross. The tiny hands that reached for Mary would one day be pierced for our redemption. The same Jesus wrapped in swaddling cloths would later be wrapped in burial linens. From manger to mercy, from cradle to Calvary, God was telling one story… love without limits

When I say the name of Jesus, I’m not reaching for religion…. I’m reaching for hope. There is no other name under heaven by which we are saved (Acts 4:12), and that name still saves me today.

Consistency is the loudest worship. Today’s “yes”becomes tomorrow’s strength.