Broken. Such a profound word, with so many different meanings. A broken foot. A broken heart. he was bruised and broken for our transgressions. On Good Friday, I want to hang out a while on this last idea – bruised and broken for our transgressions.
Twenty years into my faith walk with Jesus, and I still tear up every single time I think about Good Friday. Whether or not it’s Easter time. His love just amazes me.
I know me better than anyone else. I am not so sure I’d die for me. I have my good days for sure. But OH BOY — those bad days are brutal. And that’s after 20 years of being cleansed by my God and walking in community with loving faithful followers who have kindly told me how to clean up my life.
And yet, He loved.
And yet, He left His abode in heaven.
And yet, He became a baby, dependent upon His momma’s milk to live.
And yet, He endured being called crazy by His own family.
And yet, He sat quietly as He was spit upon.
Falsely accused.
Crowned with thorns.
Mocked by thieves and kings and soldiers.
Why? Because of love.
Because He saw something in me worth saving. He saw something in all of us worth saving.
Jesus, thank you for saving me.
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Nice Post!
Oh. This was really touching. The italicized portion especially. I’m visiting from FMF.
Thanks Elisha
So glad to cross your path in a new way at FMF. Your words are so honest. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks for the encouragement, and for stopping by Amy
Cassandra, I am glad my words were able to stir something in you
excellent insight, as usual, my friend! hope your good friday is, well, better than jesus’. 🙂 be blessed!
Gonna hang with my wife. Probably see a movie. Not very biblical, I guess.
time with the wife = always good. 🙂
Always amazes me.
Great FMF post, Chris. Particularly love the “And yet..” list. So moving. So true. My walk of faith has spanned 40 years (gulp!), not all of them close to my Saviour by any means, and I hope to never lose that sense of awe. Thank you. Be blessed as you ponder these things. 🙂
I thank him for saving me every day. Great post Chris.
Indeed. I never cease to be surprised, especially on my down days
The And yets…brought some emotion out with me as well. I wrote so fast that when I reread it was almost like reading someone else’s words.
He is so good, every day. Even we we aren’t faithful
Such a nice reminder. I think we think more about it at Easter because it’s so hard to wrap our heads around that kind of gratitude.
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I am trying to learn to walk in an Easter kind of gratitude more often.
I forget some days. Trying to be more thankful whether I feel like it or not
You know, when I do the FMF posts, I get to read my own posts as if they are someone else’s. I focus on getting as much written as possible during that scant 300 seconds. All that to say, I was moved by the “And yet” section too
Tender words, Chris. Lovely thoughts–“because He saw something worthy in me/all of us worth saving.” I echo your humble awe of God’s amazing love.
Good point. It is biblical to love my wife
Ah shucks…oh wait, guess you weren’t talking about me!
I never tire of considering the goodness of God.
It is so easy to stop considering the cost of our free gift of grace, right?
Amen and amen. I’m reading this on Easter Sunday, just as I’m winding down from celebrating resurrection day and watching The Bible series. This kind of broken moves me to tears every time. Loved your post. ~Tanya, visiting from FMF
Tanya,
I am so glad you stopped by from FMF. It’s such a neat way to meet new people isn’t it?
I haven’t watched that series yet, but it’s on my DVR. Thanks for the encouragement