holding a nail…

I have a nail next to my bed this week…

each night i spend some time holding it, fingering it, wondering about it….

I find myself caught between the why and the wonder…

The words are not abundant when I think of this nail and all it represents…

The feelings of my heart seem to run deep….

Who would ever believe that The Old Rugged Cross would bring about hope…

Who would ever believe that my sin is forgiven by Jesus blood…

I am thankful that I was invited to believe and I embraced truth….it is a life changing nail!

From the cradle to the cross….I am deeply grateful!