I could give a long list of all the things I’m thankful for. The list would be HUGE.
But as I was contemplating the list, I remembered a post I put on Facebook not long ago, and realized that it described the very thing I’m most thankful for.
So this might be a duplicate for a few, but I think it’s worth reading. It’s something we can ALL be thankful for, regardless of how great or tough a year this has been.
I pray you all have a GREAT Thanksgiving!
Sometimes I look at this world and my heart aches. Oh the sin. Oh the suffering. I can’t imagine how God feels, I see a tiny part, and he sees the very souls of all men. He sees every shred of evil. Every battle being fought between good and evil.
But today as I was sitting here contemplating it with an aching heart, Jesus whispered, “All that, Krista? All that is why I died.”
For my sin.
For your sin.
We can point fingers at everyone else all we want, and dude. I don’t have enough fingers to point out all the atrocities in this world. But at the end of the day, my finger always turns and points directly at my own self. He died for ME and MY filth, for MY sin.
I was reading in Colossians this morning…
“…YOU were his enemies, separated from him by your evil thoughts and actions. Yet now he has reconciled you to himself through the death of Christ in his physical body. As a result, he has brought you into his own presence, and you are HOLY and BLAMELESS as you STAND before him without a single fault.” Colossians 1:21-22
(all emphasis mine)
Y’all. He died. For a sinner like me. For a sinner like YOU. For Republicans and Democrats. For murderers and thieves. For abortionists and pro-life people who don’t always act super pro-life. For Muslims and Jews and Christians and Atheists and every person of any religion known to man. For gay and straight and transgender. For our president and every single person in our government. He even died for rapists and pedophiles.
I am all about hating sin. Afterall, our sin is WHY Jesus had to die in the first place, so it is good and right that seeing sin run rampant makes me ill to my stomach. But today I just feel Jesus calling me to remember that those sins are the reason he died, and there is VICTORY in that. There is GOOD NEWS in that, and we don’t proclaim it nearly enough. *I* don’t proclaim it nearly enough.
I just want to sing a little Victory in Jesus today!
Oh thank you, Jesus. Thank you for saving ME. Thank you that I can stand before you, holy and blameless, because of YOUR sacrifice.