Good Friday

     I've been thinking about the fact (since last night), that it was Good Friday.And what exactly that meant to me. And I began to think about my testimony and writing it down. Which stirred up a huge gamete of emotions. Which was exhausting, and I decided I would write it another time. :) A couple things came to mind. I am a great sinner and I serve a great Savior. (To borrow a quote.) 
   Many times over this journey I have been brought to my knees like the tax collector talked about in the Bible.  Who realized that he could not even look up to the Lord, and there was nothing he could do but beg forgiveness. While someone stood next to them looking up to the Lord and said thank you God I was never like her.
   When I began to follow Christ, to make Him my Lord and not just my Savior. My life did not change all at once, and I realize now that from that day, until now, until I meet Him face to face in Heaven I will continue to be changed. 
    I know what I have been given, now. I didn't realize it at first. Over the years when I blindly followed because the Bible said,(  and many times I complained and didn't want to.). I can now see that His ways are higher than mine. It was all for my own good, and even though sometimes I didn't "get it". Jesus loved me and knew what was best. Had I not followed my life would have been drastically different. 
    I used to hear people say that they loved God. And I would think how can I love someone I have never met? Never really knew? But as I have lived through things and seen how hard life is for someone who doesn't know the Lord. I can truly say His ways are best. That I do love him with all that is within me. And I have nothing but compassion for people without Him, because it doesn't have to be that way.
   Which brings me back to Good Friday. Because Jesus first loved me,even while I was still a sinner. He did what he did. So that I would have a way to Him when I finally stopped struggling on my own path, and gave my life to be used in whatever way by Him.
   I have been given more than I deserve, and all He required was that I follow. That I listen and do it all His way. I am so thankful in my stubbornness that I did. Because things in my past that I could not fix have been put as far as the East is from the West from me. When God looks down at me all he sees is a coat of righteousness given to me by His Son on Good Friday. Thank you Jesus. And I will live the rest of my life living up to that covering. Thanking him, and glorifying Him to others so that they can have the same relief, love, peace, that I have.  :)