Good Friday

Im writing this at 3:05 in the morning. I've been awake for literally 24 hours. At some point a while ago, I added a time zone clock to my iPhone docket for Jerusalem. And today (technically yesterday) I kept looking at the time difference. I kept thinking about what Jesus did for me many years ago. A lot of emotions ran through my mind. And I certainly kept thinking about how I've not wanted to trust God in areas of my life - and how foolish, proud, arrogant, and terrible of me to have to audacity to tell God what's best for me. I still struggle and find myself discontent. Then I considered the many things he is doing in my life, and working on me, and showing patience towards me; I'm limited by time, you know.

And it's perfectly clear, though I'm tired and head is foggy: On this Good Friday, a dark and saddened day as my sins nailed my Lord to a cross by his willful and loving submission to the Father, He gave his suffering, his pain, took on the wrath I deserved and for my atonement, he made it clear that he loves me now and forever. That's what matters. So on my minuscule dark and saddened days, I can submit to the Father and trust that Jesus will make uncertain things clear. I look forward to this day:

Revelation 21:5 And he who was seated on the throne said, "Behold, I am making all things new." Also he said, "Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true." 6 And he said to me, "It is done! I am the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end. To the thirsty I will give from the spring of the water of life without payment. 7 The one who conquers will have this heritage, and I will be his God and he will be my son."

What astonishing truth to hold on to, and it is bringing me to terms with the here a now - resolution is God's deal in the final analysis. Soli Deo Gloria.