First, Happy Resurrection Day! And if you woke up this morning, PRAISE GOD! If every day we took joy in just being able to open our eyes another day, imagine how much happier we would be!

Three of our adult kids are living with friends or a parent, they don’t have a home of their own. And they have children, too. Every day they do their best to do more, to have their own piece of earth, to make their own home with their kids. Everyone wants the ‘American Dream’ but I wish they wanted what Jesus Christ provided – an Eternal home rather than a dream. We celebrate the sacrifice Christ made for us. We don’t need a picket fence for that.

I know how my boys feel; they want to be real men that have their own homes. Jesus said, “Foxes have holes and birds of the air have nests, but the Son of Man has nowhere to lay His head“, [Matthew 8:20]. JESUS HAD NOWHERE TO LAY HIS HEAD. Even His tomb was borrowed:

“v57 Now when evening had come, there came a rich man from Arimathea, named Joseph, who himself had also become a disciple of Jesus. v58 This man went to Pilate and asked for the body of Jesus. Then Pilate commanded the body to be given to him. v59 When Joseph had taken the body, he wrapped it in a clean linen cloth, v60 and laid it in his new tomb which he had hewn out of the rock; and he rolled a large stone against the door of the tomb, and departed.” Matthew 27:57-60

There is so much hopelessness in the world; everyone picking away at life. Christ died a horrible death for all of us, you would think that when they wake up every morning they would rejoice knowing the debt was paid! But they despair. All. The. Time.

Jesus said, It is finished!” And it is. Our debt is paid. All we have to do is believe.

Pray that our adult kids will appreciate what has been provided and that they will see the light of Salvation rather than darkness. And take time to thank God for the gift of Jesus!

Holy Week.

Here I am, commiserating over a lousy few days in my life, being introspective about things – by the way, that means regurgitating the past – and God said to me, “If in this life only we have hope in Christ, we are of all men most miserable.”

I am miserable, His love is immeasurable. Christ died for ME.

I’d say that Jesus had a pretty rough week a couple of thousand of years ago; who am I to complain. The least I can do is see this vapor for what it is…temporary until the day He comes to get us.

We are so busy being angry and depressed that we forget something so key to our mere existence: “But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.” Not so mere, is it?

We are our own worst enemy. We make hundreds of decisions every day, from what to wear to what to watch on television. But the one decision we need make is one that we put off and let languish…where and with whom we will spend Eternity.

I didn’t have it in me anymore to fight it. I had to ask. And it got me saved.

His Cross was chosen before the foundation of the world because God knew we needed – not wanted – a Savior.