God of the Angel Armies

The fight was never in the size of the boots but in the Spirit within He who fights! In mockery we win because Christ, our King, wore a crown of thorns. In shame His garments were stripped so that we may be robed & blameless. The aroma of saw dust was the gist of His career. His first bed was a manger so that you & I could not just have eternal life but take heart in trouble and scorn knowing that nothing defines us but the cross.

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