WERE THE WHOLE REALM OF NATURE MINE

Were the whole realm of nature mine, that were a present far too small:  Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all.  From When I Survey the Wondrous Cross, Isaac Watts

Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross.  Hebrews 12:2

If Yosemite, Oregon, Colorado and a chunk of Northern New Mexico were mine, I’d still be lost without Jesus.

Let’s think on Jesus this Easter week.