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Friday, April 21, 2006

~ Awful to Awesome ~

My in-laws were here last week, including on Good Friday, and, with all the excitement, I found myself never stopping once to reflect on what happened on that day until I was on my way to bed. I have to admit that I did not sleep in peace that night. I felt such shame and guilt that I did not stop and praise Him for His sacrifice. So, you can bet that Saturday, as a family, we stopped to talk about what He gave so that we may be with Him ~ and, what a blessing that hour was to me as a mom.

As I went to bed Saturday night, I was praising Him for taking my "mess-up" on Friday, and turning it into an amazingly beautiful moment shared as a family. As parents we were touched to hear our children speak of His love and forgiveness as comfortably as they can speak of candy and Play Station ~ yet as respectfully as only His sacrifice should be discussed.

In the last few weeks, I think the Lord has been tweaking my "man, I stink", "I'm not doing enough", and "I will never measure up" thoughts that satan has chosen as his new weapon to squelch my peace. As I have read His Word, stories that I have heard over and over again have been seen in a new light ~ Most of those that we consider to be the most giant of saints have, at some point in their lives, been what we would see as the smallest of men.

He has shown me that His sacrifice supplied a "No Matter What Redemption". While my mess up on Good Friday was horrible in my eyes, with my prayer of asking for forgiveness, He transformed it into a beautiful and life changing situation. And, whether our sin be small or huge, all it takes is His precious blood to alter our "Awful" to an "Awesome".

Next time satan hurls his daggers of guilt and defeat your way ~ stop, pray, and, allow Him to alter your Awful into Awesome! That is why He came, why He died, and, why He lives!