I am the bread of life. Your forefathers ate the manna in the desert, yet they died.
But here is the bread that comes down from heaven, which a man may eat and not die.
Today as we took communion something happened.
The bread came by.
We took.
We ate.
Thank you, God, for the gift of Your Son.
The juice passed by.
Our pew was missed.
We gently looked back and whispered, “We didn’t get the juice.”
As the communion tray was passed back up to us…..
We took.
We drank.
I thought for a minute, “Why did that happen? What is God saying to us?”
And then I knew.
Thank you, Thank you, Thank you, Lord, for the gift of Your Son’s blood.
We need it. As the juice almost passed over us, we couldn’t be silent. Communion wasn’t complete without the juice, and God’s plan isn’t complete without the blood.
I was thankful today for almost missing the juice.
It reminded me of the most important part of God’s plan.
I’m so thankful Jesus came, but I am even more thankful that He was willing to die for me and for you.
Thankful for the blood of Jesus!
“What can wash away my sins? Nothing but the blood of Jesus! What can make me whole again? Nothing but the blood of Jesus! Oh, precious is the flow-that makes me white as snow! No other fount I know! Nothing but the blood of Jesus!
 
					




 
  
  
  
  
  
  In December of 2007 as our youngest son, Nick, was fighting brain cancer, I began to blog. Writing provided a way for me to release all of my questions, fears, and doubts. It also allowed me to share the ups and downs of Nick's journey with people who were praying for him all over the world. When Nick went Home in November of 2008, my blog became my way of searching for God in the midst of my deep heartache.  My heart was broken and grief brought to the surface every emotion imaginable. Being able to release those emotions through my writing brought a sense of purpose to my pain. Having already walked the road of grief in 1992 when we lost our daughter to SIDS, I knew I needed a way to keep from falling into a pit of depression and despair. I had walked close to the edge of a bottomless pit when we lost our daughter,and I knew I couldn't let myself get that close to the edge again. This blog has been and continues to be my tiny corner of the world where I can share My Heart as I journey through God's Word.......thus the name........ My Heart His Words. Thank you for taking time to share life with me. If we do not meet while here on earth, I look forward to hearing all about your life when we reach our final destiny.........Heaven! Email me anytime at
In December of 2007 as our youngest son, Nick, was fighting brain cancer, I began to blog. Writing provided a way for me to release all of my questions, fears, and doubts. It also allowed me to share the ups and downs of Nick's journey with people who were praying for him all over the world. When Nick went Home in November of 2008, my blog became my way of searching for God in the midst of my deep heartache.  My heart was broken and grief brought to the surface every emotion imaginable. Being able to release those emotions through my writing brought a sense of purpose to my pain. Having already walked the road of grief in 1992 when we lost our daughter to SIDS, I knew I needed a way to keep from falling into a pit of depression and despair. I had walked close to the edge of a bottomless pit when we lost our daughter,and I knew I couldn't let myself get that close to the edge again. This blog has been and continues to be my tiny corner of the world where I can share My Heart as I journey through God's Word.......thus the name........ My Heart His Words. Thank you for taking time to share life with me. If we do not meet while here on earth, I look forward to hearing all about your life when we reach our final destiny.........Heaven! Email me anytime at 

thank you for sharing your heart! I AM IN A BIBLE STUDY AND WE JUST FINISHED THAT JESUS IS THE BREAD OF LIFE! ONE OF THE I AM’S !
LEANNE FROM NORTH CAROLINA
Nothing but the blood of Jesus!!! It is everything 🙂 Great post