Love

I don’t know about you, but I struggle in the love department. I’ve never actually fully felt loved and I know I don’t always give it. My love has boundaries. It has limits. It's earned and not freely given. To know there is someone who loves me unconditionally, flaws, failures and without limits, is hard to wrap my head around. I honestly can't fully comprehend it. And, sometimes have a hard time truly believing it. Today, Good Friday, reminds me of that unconditional love. A deep love I can not fathom in my own thinking. He was betrayed by some of his closets friends. A man was wrongly accused of crimes he did not commit. He was mocked. He was brutally beaten. To the point he was unrecognizable. He willingly carried the burden and shame that was not his to bear. He was nailed to a tree where he hung in pain and agony, we will never feel. He pleaded to God for the mercy of the ones who carried out the atrocities against him. He didn’t have to. He wanted to. For the one who curses him. For the one who denies him. For the one who turns their back on him when something doesn't go their way. For the one who stumbles and needs his guidance daily. He did it all for me. And he did it all for you. 

When I look at my savior on that cross, all I see is a love I will never fully understand but am fully thankful for. 

If you don’t know what real true unconditional love is, then you’ve never had a personal experience with Jesus. I'm not talking about religious rules and nonsense. I'm talking a personal walk with the one who came to give you peace unexplainable, and love that will never ever leave you.

I encourage you today, if you don't know him to get to know him. He hung there for your heart. Open yours up to receive what he died to give you.