And even now, when being born anew has become commonplace and I've begun to take it for granted, He breathes new life again. His Holy Spirit comes and falls afresh upon me, igniting the flames of passion for Him.
His love is beyond my comprehension - I'm overwhelmed. His breath in me produces new joy and resurrects a longing for all to know this God who can make dead things alive.
He is the resurrector of dead hopes and dreams, of deadened emotions and dead relationships. He gently breathes newness into all He touches. He resurrects my desire for Him and my hope of spending eternity with Him.
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