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Flawless Hero

The words played on the radio as I drove home from work today... 

No matter the bumps  No matter the bruises  No matter the scars  Still the truth is The cross has made The cross has made you flawless No matter the hurt Or how deep the wound is No matter the pain Still the truth is The cross has made The cross has made you flawless...
It is a beautiful thing, to imagine being flawless. But the concept alone is hard to grasp that God could ever make me, someone, something like me - flawless. Immediately all the mistakes I made today, the wrongs of my past, my worst failures flood my mind all at once. How? How could I, can I ever be made flawless?

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