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Come Back To Jesus, Your First Love Part 2

        

    So, we are back on the road again exploring what it means to make Jesus our first love. I remember that we love because Jesus loved us enough to die for us on the cross. I know that the Holy Spirit lives in me. I'm so trying to understand more and more. I am not trying to make excuses. I am what I am. I am looking for help and understanding from other believers who might shed some light about coming back to our first love.

    In this journey of life (I am now seventy years old), it has been a growing process of learning how to love God, our Father as well as Jesus the Son for I had a distant type of relationship with my earthly father. However, now, after many years reading the Bible, prayer, reflection, etc.., I am changing and seeking how to come to Jesus and love him more.

 

    My Simple Prayer: Help me Jesus to treasure you more, to value you more, help me love you more. 

Until next time, Love Pete

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  1. Amen brother. Coming back to our first Love to me is ridding myself of the endless traditions and praises of men, to intimacy with Jesus, spending all our time fixing our eyes on Him. Jesus plus nothing! ❤️

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    1. I totally agree! I appreciate your heartfelt response.

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