Easter was different for me this year.
It was different in a good way.
In years past there were so many times where I just went to church, and sang and then came home to eat and then go nap the day away…..I knew the day was important and knew why we celebrated it, but didn’t think too much in to it.
The whole last week leading up to this weekend, my heart was heavy. I couldn’t really figure out why either. It was like there was something that God was trying to tell me but I just wasn’t sure what it was.
I’ll admit I haven’t been reading my bible as much as I probably should have the past couple of months, so I decided to pick it up again and see where God would speak to me through. Since it was Easter weekend I turned to Matthew and started to read the story of his Crucifixion and his death and resurrection. I really tried to focus on it too.
Man, is that passage powerful. Matthew isn’t the only book where Jesus’ death is talked about but it’s the one I knew to be the most popular.
After reading this passage it opened my heart.
It made me realize how intense the nailing of him on the cross really was and how sometimes I often take that for granted. He endured that pain just so we can go through our everyday lives. He sees us sin every day, and yes it hurts his heart but he still loves us and wraps his great big arms around us, no matter the circumstance.
How crazy is that??
That being said, today at church…the message, the worship, everything was exactly what was needed.
These past few months and this past weekend really, God has made himself known in my life more than he ever has, and I am forever grateful. In the past, I’ve just thought I can get through all my struggles on my own, and after so many attempts at trying I finally started to listen to what Jesus was saying to me.
Listen to what he’s saying and you’ll be surprised as to how your outlook on life might change.
xoxo,
Manda
Just Manda 