He was born king yet the only crown he was given was made of thorns. He came to save the world yet he was treated like he was a poser. He was bruised and beaten so we can be healed yet we keep speaking sickness and death over our lives. He gave his life so that we can be forgiven of our sins yet we brush the truth aside and keep trying to get forgiveness by our own merit. How many will truly believe and partake of his riches in glory? How many will accept what he has given to us and live in the new city that he has gone to prepare for us? Jesus, thank you for being my Lord, Savior, Healer,Redeemer, King, and Friend. I accept your forgiveness and healing and I hope and look for the day you will return to take me home. Amen. Lisa C.