Jesus is my HOMEboi

Today is Good Friday, the day our Father created His Son for, His crucifixion on the cross. Can you imagine being born only to die to set the world free from sin, when you're sinless? Can you imagine what went through Jesus' head knowing He would sacrifice His life for people who may never love Him? But, He did it, for you and for me. Why do we call it 'Good Friday?' Well, I'm not exactly certain, but I'd like to think that while he was beaten, tortured, and basically suffocated, His death brought good to those who believe in His resurrection.

It's not enough to talk about His death, we all die, what we TRULY need to celebrate today and every day is the Resurrection. Jesus beat death so that we can muck up every day and still live eternal life in heaven. But I've gotta tell ya, and I hate to be the bearer of bad news, if you don't have Jesus in your heart, if you don't believe He died AND resurrected, no amount of good deeds will get you to heaven. It's true, scripture tells us that 'no one gets to the Father, except through me.' You need Jesus to be the light of your life.

I've always had a relationship with God, but for 15 years I went down a crooked path and ignored Him. I thought I had a better way, I called it avoidance. Through my business, personal development, and an invite to hear a new pastor at my old church, I came back to Him almost four years ago. Wow, has it been that long? While my relationship with God continues to grow stronger, so have my struggles. I'm no Job, and I know others have it way worse than I do, but I've struggled more in the past two years than I have in my entire life; from Jimbo getting shot, to facing my dad, to getting dumped because my ex didn't like my tattoos, stretch marks or my fibroids. Because let's face it, I was SUPER stoked to find out my lady parts were a hot mess, thus leading to medical menopause and ultimately a hysterectomy without ever breeding, as life as a female basically tells us is our duty to perform. Man, I'm glad I wasn't born hundreds of years ago. I imagine women have been struggling with infertility for generations, but it's not 'proper' to talk about our lady parts...sooooo, I guess they just hung out in their own personal hell not having any girlfriends to complain to about their bleeding or cravings to. Sorry, Squirrel brain, we were talking about Jesus.

I've made it through the past two years because I've given Him every sad moment, every happy moment, every frustration and every celebration. I've had moments of sadness, anger, frustration and screaming at Him at the top of my lungs, I'm not perfect and I'll never claim to be. Just because we grow closer to Him doesn't mean life gets easier. Often times I think He pushes us to growth to see if we'll continually come to Him for help. It's a test of faith, one I plan to always pass.

So, Good Friday, whatever the meaning, let's celebrate Him today. Let's take a few minutes to sit quietly and pray, maybe fast and remember that while we were still sinners, He died for us so that we may have life eternal in Heaven. Have a happy, Happy Easter, remember to celebrate this occasion for what it truly is, and while bunnies and chocolate are delicious, the TRUE celebration is knowing that someone in Heaven Loves us SO much that He was willing to give everything He had so that we may live free. We can never earn it, we will never deserve it, that's not the point. The point is that He gives it Freely to those who believe He rose again. Take care, Be blessed and Happiest of Resurrection Sunday's to you. 'The Earth Shook with the news, He is Not here, He is RISEN! And in that moment joy replaced despair, HOPE pushed past fear, Life conquered death; not just that day but for eternity. We celebrate the Resurrection of Christ for what it meant then and what it means for us every day; a sacrifice that brings forgiveness, renewal and peace to any of us who put our faith in Jesus.'