Rest
day Friday. Did I happen to mention how
much I love rest days, and how good I am at them? Just thought I would reiterate
that because it is so obvious to me. I
am especially good at sitting on the couch and watching TV, maybe eating some
popcorn, wearing my comfies while covered in a cozy blanket. The main thing on the big screen these days
is the winter Olympics. I especially love
to hear about the athletes, their lives back home, the sacrifices they make in
their training. Day after day they make
choices to get better, decisions that no one ever sees- to hurt, to carry those
hefty crosses on a journey toward perfection.
In
my tiny way I can relate to that right now as I train toward my own little “Olympics”. Not that any cameras will be on me, or that
they will be holding the finish line tape for me to break through in triumph. Heck, I will be at the very back of the pack,
with all the other faceless rabble who have refined their own crosses to make
it to their goal of simply finishing something most people would consider an
impossibility.
Anyways… Rest day
Fridays. I have been trying to go over
and pray the Stations of the Cross on my Fridays, and I was able to again today
even though school got canceled for Grace because of the freezing rain shenanigans.
As
I have been saying, each time I pray the Stations, I have something new to
share. This time there was a special
thing that Jesus wanted to tell anyone who reads these words. I am not brilliant and this “great work of American
literature” is not going to change the course of a civilization- but you are
reading it. With all the stuff out
there, you are reading this. You
actually are supposed to read this
and Jesus wanted me to tell you something very important. As I was walking along once again and
contemplating all the horrible atrocities He allowed Himself to be subjected
to, all the unspeakable pain and sorrow- He wanted you to know that He did that
for you. While a person might laugh and
shake their heads over what seems to be my silly childishness- the fact
remains, what I am saying is true, whether I heard it or not!
He
wants me to tell you, that if you were the only person in the world, if it was
just you who needed saving He would do all of it just for you. You matter that
much to Him. And this is not just some
flowery, make-you-feel-good kind of fluffy silliness.
It
is the truth.
He
wanted me to tell you He loves you. He
always has. And He always will.
No comments:
Post a Comment