All I want…

The days get closer and closer to Easter and my heart calls for a re-awaking to the story of Jesus’ willing sacrifice on Good Friday. I don’t want to have the calendar days flip by and reach Saturday unaware of Friday’s passing. To me, there are three days on the calendar that hold the most importance in my Faith journey; Christmas, Good Friday, and Easter. Of the three though, Good Friday matters more to me. If we didn’t have Good Friday,  Christmas or Easter wouldn’t matter.

I need to remember that the Son of God left all of Heaven to come to this broken, hurting planet. He came to love, to give, to forgive, to heal, to teach, and to die. For me. Those hours He was on trial, found guilty, beaten, ridiculed, and abandoned were because of me. If it wasn’t for Jesus taking my place, it would have been me. On trial, found guilty, beaten, ridiculed, and sentenced to die, if not for Jesus.

Jesus death was supposed to be my death. If I forget this, then I have lost the whole point. My salvation came from His sacrifice. I want to ache with Jesus and long for the lost to be found. I want to be a part of God’s plan and to be used by by Him to build into others and to love on them. To be a part of teaching others Who Jesus is to me.

Dear Ones, what do you want? Do you want a casual faith walk on a well-established trail, with many benches to sit on and reflect? Or do you want to follow Jesus up hills and down valleys, on trails not yet created? O Best Beloved, don’t waste the time you’ve been given to share the story of Good Friday with others. It’s up to you what you will choose, but as for me, all that I want is Jesus. 

Then he said to them all: “Whoever wants to be my disciple must deny themselves and take up their cross daily and follow me. For whoever wants to save their life will lose it, but whoever loses their life for me will save it (Luke 9:23-24).

 

About gretchenr17

Wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend. Writer, farmer, fellow sojourner... at every turn I learn a bit more about God's wild mercies.
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