Sunday's Comin'

It's Friday...Jesus is being betrayed, abducted, abandoned by his closest companions, tried, lied about, beaten, spat upon, scourged, crowned with thorns, beaten with whips, left all alone, cursed at, mocked and laughed at, falsely accused, beaten again...

It's Friday...He's feeling the awesome burden headed His way. The burden destined for Him. He is the only one sufficient for this terrible journey. No one else could measure up to this horrific requirement. Jesus is nailed to a cross. As He hangs there between earth and heaven, He suffers, unfairly, for my sin and yours. He gasps, He hurts beyond measure, and the dark burden of sin and death overcomes the Lamb of God, and He dies, separated from His Father for the first (and only) time...

It's Friday...Jesus willingly takes up what you and I left behind (or will leave behind), the sin of every man, woman and child. No one made Him do anything. Jesus willingly laid down His life, and He took it up again (John 10:18).

It's Friday...but Sunday's a Comin'

Thankful

I was stopped in my time with God today...just to confess how dependent I am on our Heavenly Father. My way has been so blessed of God, and I take it for granted. I forget to pray, and just pass deep, desperate prayer by, thinking that God will do whatever we He is going to do anyway. Our Heavenly Father loves us and He knows what we need. We need Him. That's the final answer. We need Him, so He calls us to pray, to seek His face, to Know Him.

I'm so grateful we get to know Him. I praise God for Sydney. She encourages me to know Him and walk in Him.

Life In Christ is THE Grand Adventure. I'm diving in...