I may say something radical here. So stop reading.
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Redemption misses nothing. He leaves no stone unturned, no portrait unpainted, no soil barren.
He is the Shepherd who lays down His life for His stupid, rebellious sheep.
He is the Potter who intimately fashions His clay, sometimes with gentle--sometimes with pounding--strokes.
He is the Lion, roaring in wild abandon and fierce desire.
He is the Lamb, silent, stinking and humiliated.
Redemption--He is the exclamation point at the end of death's sentence.
See? He makes all things new.
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