Today is Palm Sunday and the beginning of Holy Week. This week reflects the last days of Jesus’ life, leading up to the cross and the joy of His resseruction. My heart is often feeling reflective and quiet as I think about how , such Jesus loves me. So much He sacrificed His life. What an incredible gift. There are no words to express what my heart longs too.
So often we don’t want to look at the cross because it is hard. But if we don’t then Easter loses its joy to our hearts. This week I am studying the many events and talking to God about my questions, my sadness, my joy and most of all to hold it close to heart as I try to live out each day of my life. This week holds the sacred moments meant for each of us in our journey right where we are. Grab God’s hand and walk it with Him. Allow your heart to be quiet to hear the whispers of the week. Treasure it.
We are written on the palms of God’s hands. There is nothing the world can offer that is worth more than what Jesus gave to us. I pray your week will be filled with the whispers of God and filled with joy and love.
In the last few weeks, Nebraska, where I call home, was currently hit hard with flooding. There are no words to describe the amount of water we saw and the devastation left behind. It broke my heart. As we have been cleaning up and trying to get back to a normal life, or a new normal life, spring has slowly been making an appearance. I love spring. It amazes me to see how God awakes the world after a winter sleep. Winter seemed to be extremely long and hard this year. As I was taking in the warmth of the sun, I heard the bird’s song and looked up to see a robin. It was as if God was letting me know that while things have been destroyed there is always renewal. Life comes alive after a long sleep. It will take us a long time to recover, but through all of this, I have seen kind hearts and hands unite to help each other. We are Nebraska Strong and we will renew and live again. There is nothing like being made new and opening our hearts up to hope in the life to come.
Blessings on your week ahead,
In my neck of the woods it is a frozen, cold tundra, well that might be extreme but it is how it feels. Today our high is to be 2 degrees and yes we have lots of snow. It is hard to believe we are in March and we are awaiting Spring’s arrival with anxious hearts.
I have always been one to reflect on the seasons of my heart and look back at what I have learned. This past season has been hard, but I have learned a few things.
First, there is a season for all things. Ecclesiastes 3: 1 says the following. For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven. It is true when one looks at life. We all have seasons and each will pass.
Second, there is always a lesson and time for growth in each season. My heart has stretched in many ways, and some I would have rather not experienced. But in this season I have grown stronger and more faithful in my reliance on God.
Third, God is always good. No matter what happens, He is good. I am thankful for that.
As I await Spring’s arrival, I am thankful for the lessons I have learned, but I look forward to a season of less struggle and moving forward in love and joy.