We worshipped this morning at a church in Lima. It was the first service I've attended in Peru where the service wasn't modified for the American missionaries visiting. Instead, we had headphones and a translator trying to keep up with the pastor. The worship was in Spanish, the message was in Spanish, the meaning, though, was universal.
Jesus died for us and because of that sacrifice, we have eternal life. I am just awed by this. It does not matter what my sin is, what my political affiliation is, what the color of my skin is nor what language I speak. Jesus died for me.
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