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Sometimes, like the prodigal son, we just need our Daddy to wrap us up in a fresh change of heavenly garments. As He does so, the voice of condemnation is silenced and we see ourselves as He does... as we really are. When our spiritual eyes are thus opened to heaven's reality, this results in our continual transformation.
By Jennifer Arimborgo5
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Sometimes, like the prodigal son, we just need our Daddy to wrap us up in a fresh change of heavenly garments. As He does so, the voice of condemnation is silenced and we see ourselves as He does... as we really are. When our spiritual eyes are thus opened to heaven's reality, this results in our continual transformation.