Moms caring for their babies
Dads pushing through the traffic
Siblings getting on each others nerves
Acquaintances and co-workers hashing out political differences
Arguing about religion, or placidly talking about the weather
Steps hurried, and determined, with places to be and work to accomplish
People, just getting through another day;
Some going through the motions of life
Some living with purpose and passion
Some all together giving up
It was a day like any other for most
Yet,
A day unlike any other for ONE
On this day
He plead for there to be another way
But, accepted in faith the road he must walk
Accused by liars.
He stared into the eyes of a friend and felt the sting of denial
Unjustly, beaten while blindfolded
Mocked,
And spat on.
Silently bearing the pain of both the tongue and the lash
Then
He transfered all the sins of the whole world
The world that was
And the world that was yet to be
Onto himself
And gave his perfect life as a sacrifice for all our imperfections
My imperfections.
Some call it "Good Friday"
In my human understanding it doesn't seem good
Yet, the good was not in his suffering
But in our justification to God
No longer separated, the curtain torn forevermore
But still he was gone, his body destroyed, his soul offered up
Two long days...
For some triumphant hours, and for others sorrowful
But the third day
An empty tomb, and a risen Lord
A radiant body that walked through walls,
With scars that matched his wounds,
But also one that could eat.
And a message for the world
"go into all the world and make disciples, baptising them in the name of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey all that I have commanded. And surely, I am with you always even to the very end of the age." - Matthew 28:19-20
"...in this life you will have trouble, but take heart for I have overcome the world" - 1 John 16:31-33
And so, there is another day coming
It will be a day like any other
We will be caring for our babies
Rushing to work
Focused on school
Chatting with friends
Sleeping in our beds
And He will return for us
“Therefore keep watch, because you do not know on what day your Lord will come. But understand this: If the owner of the house had known at what time of night the thief was coming, he would have kept watch and would not have let his house be broken into. So you also must be ready, because the Son of Man will come at an hour when you do not expect him.
“Who then is the faithful and wise servant, whom the master has put in charge of the servants in his household to give them their food at the proper time? It will be good for that servant whose master finds him doing so when he returns. Truly I tell you, he will put him in charge of all his possessions. But suppose that servant is wicked and says to himself, ‘My master is staying away a long time,’ and he then begins to beat his fellow servants and to eat and drink with drunkards. The master of that servant will come on a day when he does not expect him and at an hour he is not aware of. He will cut him to pieces and assign him a place with the hypocrites, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth." - Matthew 24:42-51
"Jesus replied, 'Anyone who loves me will obey my teaching. My Father will love them, and we will come to them and make our home with them. Anyone who does not love me will not obey my teaching. These words you hear are not my own; they belong to the Father who sent me.' "
- John 14:23-25
And so today
May I live in grace
Loving through obedience
Serving others
Giving glory to God
Accepting the road I travel on with faith
Knowing my life has a purpose
And when it's hard
Remember He knows how it feels, He's walked a harder one
And He's overcome anything I might face
Looking forward to the day He returns
Happy Easter
An honest reflection of me- in fragments. Imperfect- Grace Covered. Balance. Mom. Wife.
Nurse. Homeschool Teacher. Christ follower first. Second changes. Thankful.
Nurse. Homeschool Teacher. Christ follower first. Second changes. Thankful.
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Amen. Beautifully written.
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