(Thank you Steffany for the song. It led me to meditate on the miraculous wonders of our Lord.)

Dear Lord,

My sins alone make me tremble each time I look back. They were much too heavy for me to carry myself. They broke me! They nearly destroyed me! And yet, you came down from heaven to not only die for a sinner like me, but for the sins of the whole world!

Your love for our Father and for us, and His love and promises in return, strengthened you to do His will, to be our foundation. With every thorn that pierced your brow, every whipping that exposed your flesh, and with every nail that spilled your blood, all you could do was love us. You said, “Father, forgive them, they know not what they do”.

When you proclaimed, “it is finished”, your body buried in a tomb, doubt and sadness filled our hearts and souls, but no, not yours. For 3 days later your promise came true. You said in 3 days you would rebuild the temple, and as promised, you did. From the pit of hell you still knew you had won the battle. You were forever looking up. You set your eyes on things of God, on lost souls being saved, on healing broken bodies, deliverance from demons, and on going home to prepare a place for us. And to sit at the right hand of the Father. There you sit, victorious!

Is there no other way you had asked Our Father? Tears like blood fell from your face, and still, as His righteousness you proclaimed, thy will be done! You did it all for us and for Our Loving Father.

I still can not fathom the pain you suffered knowing how heavy my sins alone weighed. And you took the sins of the whole world! That is a lot of weight to carry! You laid down your life and became the atoning sacrifice, once, for all, forever! The veil broke in two! It truly was and is finished.

As you sit in heaven with Our loving Father, answering all our prayers, providing for every need according to your will and your Word, may you answer this prayer as well. As you build up your army here on earth, I ask you Lord, show us how to be your laborers because the harvest is plenty but the laborers are few. Guide us Lord. Give us wisdom and boldness. Show us how to be your voice, your feet, your hands, and help us lead the lost to You. It is truly finished. It is time we rise up as your church and help you. Show us how.

Make us fishers of men and women. Thank you Father in Jesus’ saving mighty name!