Several years ago I felt like the Lord told me the Bible is not a story book, it's a history book. You might have already know that, but be the hard head that I am it took me a little bit. We were always taught Bible Stories when we were little. So I think somehow I had not truly believed them or realized them as true events.
I had been away from the Lord and church for a long time. Just kinda drifted away.... Then when my daughter, Amber, was twelve years old we found out she had a tumor in her jugular vein on the right side. She would have to under go surgery to have it removed. Well obviously being raised in church, I knew who to run to. It was a horrible ordeal and I learned a lot from it. End of the story is we won and she is a wonderful loving daughter, wife and mother of four gorgeous little girls. I know God did not do that to her. He took something that could have been terrible and turned it around for His glory. It brought me back to HIM!
That same year is when I realized without a doubt what they had done to my Lord on the cross. I was driving a van for Pony Express and listening to a Christian radio station. They were describing what had been done to Jesus that day. As I listened I began to realize it as an event, not a story. It was so vivid to me that I began to cry. Every time I thought about it I would cry again, for two days it was like that. Sometimes I think we hear, but we don't understand. Maybe think of someone you love with all your heart. Then start imagining someone doing all those things to them. They spit in His face. Have you ever had anyone spit in your face? How humiliating. They put an actual crown of thorns on His head. Have you ever been stuck by a thorn? They mashed the thorns down into His head. This was a man that had never done anything to anyone. He only ever helped people. I hope that I have triggered your senses. I want us to realize the depth of His love. You see the Bible says He didn't have to do it. That He could have called for ten thousand angels to come and get us. But He loved His Father so much that He chose to stay and take on our sins that day. He knew that He would be separated from His Father for a few days to accomplish this. God gave His only Son that day so that we could be saved. Oh my goodness. As a mother, my mind cannot comprehend giving my son up for anyone. I would give my life for him. Oh but guess what. Jesus isn't on that cross anymore. HE'S ALIVE!! So lets praise Him and thank Him for what He has done!!!
BlessingS, I hope you all have a wonderful Easter full of love and praise for the one we all adore!
Carol/MJ
Psalm 138:8
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