The approaching Easter season always makes me more mindful of the huge debt of thanks I owe to Jesus. It seems so inadequate when I write the words. He gave His life that I might have eternal life. He bore the punishment of my sins so that I would never have to. He clothes me in His righteousness, for I have none of my own. He gives me hope - no matter what my circumstances. He bears my burdens. He sends His spirit to fill me - bringing comfort, peace, joy, love, gentlenes, goodness, kindness,patience, self-control. He has made possible the forgiveness of sins I commit in spite of all He has done for me - those willful, rebellious, selfish acts that make me cringe when I see them for what they are.

I realize anew what He suffered that I might have all of those things. My sins alone were enough to cause Him great anguish as He hung on that cross, and He loves me any way. Those things that I so easily dismiss as "little" sins, those habits that don't seem so terribly bad - all adding to the weight of the burden He bore. How can I ever thank Him enough?

Thank You, Father, for sending Your beloved Son to die for my sins. Thank You, Lord Jesus, for choosing to come - knowing the path You would have to walk. I wonder if You didn't sometimes look at the mess humanity had created and struggle with whether it was worth it all. I don't think You did. You saw, You knew, and You chose to come. There is no greater love - and I thank You with all my heart.

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Blessings,