Psha! Titles, meh

Redemption it draws nigh!
Not that we deserve our redemption, for we have loved ourselves beyond restraint. Our desires have been lusted after, killed for, bought with blood money and sold us into slavery. The destruction of sin has disfigured, corrupted, poisoned and ravaged us to death. I suppose to understand redemption I must know of my wickedness and pray for forgiveness. My sin shows me the void of my soul and the debt I owe. Forgiveness brings me love and peace. But had I only been forgiven, and not redeemed, I would still be in the void of death, unable to pay its ransom, save but with my life. Actually there could never be any forgiveness without Jesus paying my debt and redeeming the value of my soul, for the debt had to be settled and the books balanced before I could cross the void back to the life and family I once knew before my rebellion. My Father stood, eyes always on the gate waiting for my hand to lift the latch and my feet to return me home.

Indeed but I will not enter alone, for my escort, the One my Father sent to retrieve me and pay my debt, walks by my side the whole way. As I continue the path to my Father's kingdom, Jesus strolls with me, telling me stories of His fame, describing to me His kingdom, and most importantly, instilling in me the wonders of His love. Not only is He with me, but also His Comforter aids me. The Holy Spirit is my light in darkness, my strength when I fall. He carries the wisdom and thoughts of God, and keeps all truth. He never lacks power, nor does He slumber or idle with nothing to do. Rather, when I rest, He keeps watch over me while angels and deamons battle in the spiritual realm.