Finding The Good In Good Friday

Texas sunset
 Texas sunset.

Good Friday is such a conundrum for me. 

I am so aware and so grateful of what Jesus did on the cross for me, I can't go a day without recognizing it. I know the Gospel and the fact that it is full of grace, but I also know that it's full of truth. I know that God loved us so much that He sent his only son to die for me, to shed His grace on me. But I also know the truth; the truth that we were and are lowly sinners that He had to die for. I suppose it's hard for me to call Good Friday "good" when I think about all of the sin that led us to need Jesus' sacrifice. I know it's good that He was and is willing but sometimes it just hurts that we put ourselves in the place of needing it.

I feel as I grow older that I'm becoming more and more aware of the sin, the evil in this world. I've prayed and asked the Lord to break my heart for what breaks His, and He answered. It's not an easy thing to see. But, I suppose the more I see sin, the more aware I am that I need Jesus. 

I can't wait for Sunday. The celebration of the resurrection. It is so sweet to know that my Lord not only died for me and conquered my sins, BUT He also conquered the grave. 

If you have a moment today, I'd love for you to say a quick prayer Gunner. He's having tubes put in today and while I am feeling very calm about the minor procedure, I still hate the thought of him feeling any fear or discomfort through the process. Thanks, guys! xo

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