When I see the words, that He became the poorest of the poor, I realize that I have years and years of shame because of my financial status.
My walls of pride break down, because He loves me and He was poor like me.
I don't have to strive anymore, I don't have to pretend to be something else.
How great, how marvelous, He is!
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