|On this day last year, I was thanking the Lord for my new husband|
And yet I, we, can rest in the knowledge that we are deeply loved, deeply forgiven. That love and forgiveness was bought for us this very weekend so many years ago, as our Savior hung on the cross willingly. Am I willing? Do I even see the battle I am facing, to choose Christ over self? I am thankful for reminders that quicken my spirit....the voice of the Lord whispering to me, a friend's prayers, the words in a book, the blog that challenges me, the lives of those who have gone before....
It all adds up to a soul that desperately needs the forgiveness that is offered her. And so this weekend, I drink deep of all I am given in Christ...I come to Him dirty, He washes my feet, and His blood is sprinkled on my guilty head as I kneel before the cross of His suffering. Tears threaten and my heart is at rest. These days of Holy Week mark a new season for me...a chance to come to Him anew, walk the road He walked, and find joy in suffering for this Great Cause.
Knowing I need all the forgiveness He will offer. Knowing that the forgiveness He offers is all I need.
I pray your heart will be stirred this weekend, and that you will come away thirsty no more, having tasted the water that will forever quench your soul.
For more on forgiveness, read my latest letter here....