Spring Break & Palm Sunday

SPRING BREAK, IS THAT YOU!!!???

Looks like it! My last week at work before spring break was pretty exhausting and busy, so it's going to take me a few days to fully recover. Between paper work, getting ready for the soccer team, dramatic issues, and an IEP meeting on Friday, I was very ready to spend some quality time with my husband, packing my home, and with friends.

So far, the break has been great. The husband and I were able to have a "date night" on Saturday evening, plus we were able to spend all of Sunday together as well. The best part was that it wasn't my husband's Sunday to work. Every other Sunday, he has to work while I go teach Sunday school and attend church. This is a huge bummer for us. We met at church. We got to know each other at church. And God is our foundation. So it is hard to go and sit at church without Him, so I must continue to pray and ask that this is only going to be for but a season. And until then, I can rely on the Father to grow us spiritually, together and apart.

Sunday was Palm Sunday. For Christians, this is quite a day. Christ rode into Jerusalem. People waved palm branches. Coats and cloaks were lain upon the ground to line the path that our Savior was to ride. He was acknowledged. All to come to a bitter, but key for us, end=the resurrection and death of our Lord.

How often do we think about what is takes for us to be made clean? I cry like a baby when I go to the doctor and have to have blood tests done...in a lab, with sterile instruments, and always someone holding my hand. JESUS DID THIS WITH NOTHING: Nothing but pain, sorrow, brokenness, and utter disconnect from the Father.

When I'm at the doctor, or no matter where I am, I can never know what that is like: I follow the Lord, He will never turn His face from me. But when Christ was on that cross, the Father DID JUST THAT. The things that Christ endured for me I WILL NEVER HAVE TO ENDURE.

Someone will always be holding my hand, pulling me up, carrying me. But Christ gave that up so that the will of the Father could be done.

I pray that as I enjoy my spring break, I also remember the wonderful things that Christ did for me on the tree. The pain endured so that I might live forever as that daughter of a King.

For that, I am thankful. I pray that I will worship the Lord in the way He deserves--as a righteous King.

HE IS A RIGHTEOUS KING!