I Had Ashes Put on My Forehead Today!

Chelsea and I were woken this morning at 6:17 am. Isaiah was standing in his crib holding on to the rails, bouncing up and down singing songs to our King. It was beautiful. He woke us up just in time to get ready for a gathering known as Ash Wednesday. I'm glad he did because it was a very profound experience. Chelsea, Isaiah, and I gathered with about 300 other people at Sojourn to take part in this event. Ash Wednesday is, as Pastor Daniel put it, the kick off of lent. It is a time to remember death, to understand and reflect on the fact that our bodies are failing, and that we can do nothing to stop it. It is a time to remember that even our Savior King Jesus died.

As we were leaving we passed two of our beloved friends; they were mourning this very real thing called death. It was at that moment that God pushed my heart to realize the gravity of why we had gathered. I finally understood, as I was watching my friend seek comfort in the words of her husband (who was only reflecting the love of God), that death has a very harsh sting.

In a few days lent will be among us, and a lot of us will be making some sort of sacrifice. We will be giving something up so that we may lean on God in order to grow closer to Him. We will experience, in our own jaded tainted way, what He felt having to sacrifice His son. We will be giving something up, all in light of knowing that our bodies will die.

So let us praise God for Easter Sunday! We can finally rejoice, knowing that our sacrifices and our longing to be closer to our Creator is not in vain. Even though our Savior died, and was put in the grave, on the third day the grave was empty. Our King arose with the keys and we as Christians will not have to taste the bitter taste of death. There is comfort in the love of God and claiming victory over the monster death.

I am very excited to say HE HAS RISEN INDEED!!!!!!