Hi! I’m Sarah, and I’ve been forgiven and changed by Jesus Christ. He is teaching me that those who have been forgiven much also love much. When we draw forgiveness out of Christ’s well, He satisfies our thirst and enables us to love Him with all our heart, all our soul, all our mind, and all our strength.
"Behold, God is my salvation; I will trust, and will not be afraid; for the Lord God is my strength and my song, and He has become my salvation." With joy you will draw water from the wells of salvation. ~Isaiah 12:2-3
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