I'm still learning what this means. All I know is I'm nothing without Jesus.
Friends, I pray your Easter weekend would be filled with hope. Hope that in Christ we are set free...
The best story of my life is always Jesus' story - the only story worth living for in this crazy, mixed up world. It's the one that tells me about a God who took on everything for people, like me, who once didn't want Him.
It doesn’t seem right sometimes. We get what we don’t deserve. I can't fathom this kind of love. Salvation in Christ comes because God made a way so that our brokeness didn't have the final say. It's not the end of the story.
It wasn't the end of the story the day Jesus died. It must have been a horrible day. He was and is hope. But He did not stay dead.
I keep deleting and rewriting, and I know, that's not the point of the exercise at all. What I really want to say is I am thankful.
Linking up for Five Minute Friday: Broken