The Perfect Plan

It has been a beautiful Spring day today…so beautiful and bright that it is hard to remember that it is Good Friday…the day our Lord was crucified. For some reason it seems like it should be a bleak, cold, gloomy day. It seems like it should be a day where even the earth seems to cry about the events that happened so very long ago.

Today the sun shone, instead. The breeze blew warm and soft and the grass was lush and green. The chickens contentedly pecked about the place all day. In fact the day was perfect. It was a day filled with promise.

I wonder if the day was perfect, weather-wise, because those events so long ago were also perfect. Those events were God’s perfect plan for the redemption of His most beloved creation…man.

I read a post that a friend of mine shared today.  (She and I have no idea who the original author is so I cannot credit it to anybody.) I want to share it with you; because it really hit me…hard.

“Think about this for a second. Jesus knew.

He goes into that room with His disciples. He knows He is going to be betrayed. He knows it is Judas who will turn against Him. he knows that He has been sold out for a handful of silver. Stabbed in the back by one He has poured His life into.

Yet, in that room, hours before the death of Jesus, Judas ate too. Jesus fed Judas too. Jesus prayed for Judas too. Jesus washed Judas’ feet too. I struggle to fathom that kind of love. A love that would feed the mouth that deceived you. A love that would wash the treasonous feet of the traitor. A love that could forgive even the vilest of betrayals.

I honestly struggle to comprehend it. And then, suddenly, I realize that I’m Judas. And in that moment I’m so thankful and altogether overwhelmed that Judas ate too.” ~unknown

May you have a blessed Good Friday. May you realize that know matter how far you have fallen or what you have done….He still loves you and He will not let you go. He will not leave you where you are. Always remember….Judas ate too.  What an amazing promise…what hope!

Know that this day, that seems steeped in sorrow, is filled with triumph. It is a day that the world thought evil won….They were wrong! God had a plan….He always does…and His plan is perfect. The sun/Son will shine, the breeze will blow soft and warm…..Always remember – it’s Friday…..but Sundays Coming!

How deep the Father’s love for us,
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure
~Stuart Townend



Grace and Hope


My husband and I were fortunate to go to a wonderful concert this past Saturday night. We were fortunate in multiple ways. The first way ….. I won the tickets from one of our local Christian radio stations!

KDCR had a call in contest and chose at random from those who had called in during a certain time slot. My name was not chosen first…someone else’s name was. Those people later called back saying they could no longer go! I was more than happy to be second best.

When we woke up Saturday morning, we woke up to a wintry scene. It was snowing profusely and mounding up on the yard. When we went to bed the night before…we went to sleep to the spring sound of thunder and lightening. The weatherman assured us it would change to snow; but only amount to an inch or so. We decided that the “inch or so” prediction was more than slightly off. I really do not like being “inched” on with that amount of snow in the Spring.

Fortunately, yes our second fortunately, it quit snowing and started melting. It melted enough during the day so that we could get the car off our yard, and make it to the concert that featured Matt Maher.

We were blessed by hearing, praising, joining in to sing, and worship that night. We were reminded, through music; of grace, unconditional love, to lay our burdens down, that God is big enough to carry those burdens for us and that hope is something to be truly grateful for.

There is something wonderful about voices raised in song. There is something amazing about people from different faiths, different backgrounds and beliefs coming together for a common purpose.

It seemed especially fitting in this season, where we will soon be celebrating Easter. It was good to be reminded of all those things while we contemplate the sacrifice made for us so very long ago. That concept of giving all and loving unconditionally can be so foreign to us.

To be very honest, being at a concert is, for me, a wonderful place to be. Put that together with a concert that spreads a message of grace and hope along with great vocals and music…..a true blessing.

May this week bring you days filled with grace, hours that speak of hope and may you be blessed as you prepare for Easter Sunday.

Do not abandon yourselves to despair.
We are the Easter people and hallelujah is our song.
Pope John Paul II

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