The Rescue

It was it was in a box labeled, "The Rescue Collection".
When I opened this box, I was amazed to find a beautiful, shinny, silver necklace.
I was told this object was picked up in the smoky garbage dumps in Nicaragua.
My daughter picked it up last spring thinking it was interesting.
She quickly decided it was a treasure, and had it made into this beautiful necklace,
    thus the Rescue.

This reminded me of my rescue.
Yes, my Maker fashioned and made me beautiful with so much intention, design, and purpose.
But the enemy tossed me around with his lies, life was hard on me, and the pain and the wounds had me       
  feeling ugly, dirty, and worthless.
But Jesus came and rescued me.
Just like my daughter rescued that object out of the garbage dump, Jesus revealed His love to me and
  rescued me from the bondage of sin, guilt, shame, and the lies of the enemy.
My Jesus picked me up, polished me, spoke truth into my heart, and allowed me to believe and receive His
  love.
The love that He poured into me filled my being until I could overflow with His love.
And as I received His gift of love, I was transformed into a treasure radiating His beauty.

I am part of His Rescue Collection

So thankful!!!


The Rescued One

The rescued ones dance
Dance because they are free,
Dance because they have been made clean, made beautiful.
The rescued ones dance,
Bringing the good news to others that need rescued.
The rescued ones dance,
Proclaiming the awe, wonder, greatness, goodness, power, and lovingkindness of the One
   who rescued them
   who ransomed them,
   who loves them.
The rescued ones have a story of deliverance to proclaim,
    and a song of joy to sing!


Isaiah 52