I woke up to the song Good, Good Father on my heart this morning. Every Easter weekend my heart always seems so full of thankfulness. It isn’t that I’m not thankful throughout the rest of the year, but it is the magnitude of what this weekend represents that has me on my knees not wanting nothing but to stand in awe of Him.
You see, it is the perfect song to wake up to this morning because His love encompasses this weekend. And yet, I can’t seem to find the words that I want to say, that I feel about how honored I am to serve Him.
Think about it. Every Easter there is no shortage of the portrayal of Christ’s crucifixion and His resurrection. It is talked about in churches and on the radio, it is viewed on the television. And every year, my heart is in awe to the fact that God gave His only Son to die for my sins. I can’t fathom how that feels. Could I do that?
The song continues…
I’ve seen many searching for answers far and wide
But I know we’re all searching
For answers only you provide
‘Cause you know just what we need
Before we say a word
This past Friday we watched Barrabas a play that was put on by my church. The play was about the journey of Barrabas, his loss and anger for the death of his father. He searched and searched for answers to why things had to be the way they are. And I could relate. I can relate to the searching through the trees, the climbing toward the mountain top, digging in the trenches for answers to heartaches.
And then, I realize, He was stoned, flogged, ridiculed through the city of Judea, holding a cross on His back so that His life as the Lamb of God would be able to atone for the sins of the people. He took our place so that we would be set free. I don’t know if I can portray my feelings here at what that means to me. I am a horrible person. I can be full of anger and contempt. I can have really horrid thoughts about myself and others. I can say things that are hurtful. I can be so unloveable. But, as Jesus hung on that cross on Mount Calvary He took that horrible person and said, “Be made whole.”
You’re a good, good Father, it’s who You are, it’s who You are, it’s who You are. And I’m loved by You, it’s who I am, it’s who I am, it’s who I am.
In His blood He showed love to the unloveable. He gave peace to the tortured. He gave forgiveness to the heathens. We are made strong through our storms because He is Lord. Today, as I make my way to church my heart will be in reverence to my God who has made this life possible for me. I am blessed today and always because of the sacrifice He gave to set me free. And today, I’m shouting on the mountain tops, my Redeemer lives!
All of my love and blessings this Easter. xoxo