Good Friday

Thank you, Jesus, for your great, perfect love that kept you up on the cross, for I know it wasn't the nails. Thank you, Jesus, for seeing me - and all people - as your beloved treasure that you would do ANYTHING to spend eternity with me. I find myself saying with the psalmist, "such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain." (Ps 139:6)

What am I, Lord, that you would suffer and die for the wretched sinner I am? I certainly can't begin to understand what I mean to you, or understand your love - as Paul says your love "surpasses understanding." (Eph 3:19) I know it is only by faith that I can trust in your love and sacrifice to wash me whiter than snow and allow me entrance into paradise eternal.

Today, Jesus, grant me the faith to grasp how wide and long and high and deep your love is. Break me of my sinfulness, of my pride and self-righteousness. Let me lay it all at your cross and be washed in your blood. Then plant your seed of joy to replace my guilt, that I might celebrate like never before the freedom I have in you this Easter. Amen!