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1354. I was FORMERLY...SEPARATE FROM CHRIST 
1355. Now I am included in the covenants of THE PROMISE
1355. I have HOPE!
1356. NOW I am IN CHRIST
1357. I am no longer FAR AWAY because I have been BROUGHT NEAR
1358. By and because of the BLOOD OF CHRIST (Nothing I have done, will do, or will ever be worthy of...simply a gift of incredible sacrifice)
1348.The January Joy Dare suggestions: Yesterday - 3 sounds you hear...
          The fan in my boys room - and quiet boys :)
          The clock ticking
          My fingers clicking away on the keyboard
1349. The January Joy Dare suggestions: Today - 3 ways you glimpsed the startling grace of God...
          Restored relationships
          Someone telling me that I have made a difference in their life (so amazed that He uses me despite my MANY imperfections)
          Daily forgiveness
1350. Blake and Cole helping (genuinely helping) me take the decorations off the tree
1351. Their delight in paper towels ("Look Cole, It's snowing"...as he threw the ornament coverings in the air over and over 
          


Ephesians 2:11 - 13
11 Therefore, remember that formerly you who are Gentiles by birth and called “uncircumcised” by those who call themselves “the circumcision” (which is done in the body by human hands)— 12 remember that at that time you were separate from Christ, excluded from citizenship in Israel and foreigners to the covenants of the promise, without hope and without God in the world. 13 But now in Christ Jesus you who once were far away have been brought near by the blood of Christ.
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