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Salvation  Stories: Gina



Gina hummed a chorus from church as she gathered all the needed supplies together: a deep baking pan, flour, sugar, cocoa, oil, and eggs, along with the other sundries she needed to make a sumptuous celebration cake. 
Great! She had everything on hand. She decided to top the cake off with a creamy butter icing and some bright red cherries once it had cooled.
As she worked, she sang every worship song she knew, and even did a couple of twirls. It was a good, good day. A great day. And the cake was just right. When they were all gathered around the table later, Gina planned to tell them why they were eating cake in the middle of the week. It wasn't anyone's birthday after all. No, wait! She laughed out loud. She was celebrating her spiritual birthday. After many years of thinking that being good, going to church now and again, and volunteering at the soup kitchen could get her into heaven, she was free! Born again, and made new. Yes, she still planned on volunteering and going to church, but she knew that those things couldn't save her. And now, she could bring others the Good News too.

As the aroma of rich, warm chocolate filled the kitchen, joy and thankfulness for Jesus and His saving sacrifice rose to overflowing in her heart.

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Ephesians 2:8-9 ESV
[8] For by grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own doing; it is the gift of God, [9] not a result of works, so that no one may boast.
https://bible.com/bible/59/eph.2.8-9.ESV

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Story copyright: pencil in His Hand

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