April
Jesus, you died today. Not peacefully in old age but violently in prime of life. Not surrounded by loved ones but abandoned by friends. Not honored as hero but mocked as criminal. Not in comfortable bed but on brutal cross. You died in agony, darkness, and forsakenness. For me. I don't kn
April
Good Friday. The day feels anything but good. Today Jesus of Nazareth - after arrest in the night, illegal trials, brutal beating - was nailed to a cross and executed as a criminal. Today the Son of God died. How is this "good"? It's good because it accomplished what nothing else could: r
April
He was pierced for your transgressions, crushed for your iniquities; the punishment that brought you peace was on Him, and by His wounds you are healed. Every stripe on His back was for you. Every nail through His hands purchased your healing. The cross wasn't just historical event - it wa