You're Worth It!

 "14 For all who are led by the Spirit of God are sons of God. 15 For you did not receive the spirit of slavery to fall back into fear, but you have received the Spirit of adoption as sons, by whom we cry, "Abba! Father!" 16 The Spirit himself bears witness with our spirit that we are children of God, 17 and if children, then heirs--heirs of God and fellow heirs with Christ, provided we suffer with him in order that we may also be glorified with him."
Romans 9:14-17

If we are children and heirs to God then why are we afraid? An heir is precious to a king, the continuing of a bloodline, a part of Him.
      Our King and father paid a great price for us, His children, and He paid it in Love by choosing life to be given for us. To give life to our bones which were sealed in death until Christ's blood broke the seal bringing us access to God. 
The debt was paid, 
            You're Worth It! 

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