Our long-suffering Servant remembered me while He endured the insults, the scourging, and the searing pain of separation as His Father's gaze saw my sin upon Christ. His perfect life was viewed as a curse for me.
And He remembered you.
"God made him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God." 2 Corinthians 5:21
"Christ redeemed us from the curse of the law by becoming a curse for us, for it is written: “Cursed is everyone who is hung on a pole.” Galatians 3:13
"...the blood of Jesus, his Son, purifies us from all sin. If we claim to be without sin, we deceive ourselves and the truth is not in us. If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness." 1 John 1: 7b-9
Early in the morning, as Jesus was on his way back to the city, he was hungry. Seeing a fig tree by the road, he went up to it but found nothing on it except leaves. Then he said to it, “May you never bear fruit again!” Immediately the tree withered.
When the disciples saw this, they were amazed. “How did the fig tree wither so quickly?” they asked.
Jesus replied, “Truly I tell you, if you have faith and do not doubt, not only can you do what was done to the fig tree, but also you can say to this mountain, ‘Go, throw yourself into the sea,’ and it will be done. If you believe, you will receive whatever you ask for in prayer.” Matthew 21:18-22
After a triumphal entry He made His way to Jerusalem.
He is rooted in history, in geographical places, and hemmed perfectly into our calendar. In the bloodline of the shepherd king David, He is the King of kings. And He chose to humbly ride in on a young donkey.
I want to share with you some of my favorite writing. Buckle up.
It's thoughtful, deep, and makes the hair on my arms stand up. It leads us through the events around Jesus' death and resurrection. If you want, take this journey through the Resurrection Letters with me in this season of Lent. Drink in the emotions of what took place--bitter then so sweet.
Give us a greater glimpse of what amazing thing You have done for us.
They lay dormant all winter, too timid to brave the wind and cold. Smothered
under a blanket of snow for a time, they patiently wait.
The soft sunlight beckons their awakening and they begin to peek their heads out from their hiding spots.
Usually seen as invaders--nagging pests, but to me a welcome sign of spring.
Even weeds can be beautiful.