I have spent today thinking about yesterday's post. I kept replaying the feelings that I had when I was not on U.S. soil and then those feelings of then I returned to the U.S.A. This took my thoughts to a weekend that took place over 2,000 years ago. I found myself thinking about how Jesus came to this earth He created. How He left the splendor of Heaven and spent 33 years here(compared to Heaven...foreign soil). He served all types of people while He was here, while so many tried to hinder His testimony.
I thought about when my Jesus returned home to Heaven after conquering death, Hell, and the grave. Oh, I remember how I felt. I was home safe back where I belonged. Not only was He home but He had fulfilled the mission that He had been assigned. Not a mission for himself but one for us. One that would bring true peace to the hearts of those that would accept His mission as accomplished. How wonderful it must have been for Him to see the Father, to show Him the scares.
Let us stop to think about that blood that was shed for our peace and healing here on earth. Let us not forget that same blood was shed for our salvation and eternal life.
Sacrifice: the act of offering the life of a person in propitiation of or homage to a deity, the act of giving up, destroying, forgoing something valued for the sake of something having a more pressing claim.
YOU ARE THE PRESSING CLAIM THAT JESUS FELT WAS WORTH LEAVING THE GLORY OF HEAVEN AND SHEDDING HIS BLOOD FOR.
A closing thought: Jesus would have rather come to earth and be hung on a tree to die, than to spend eternity without YOU. He loves you more than you have ever loved anyone and He agreed with the Father that you are so worth the sacrifice of all sacrifices.
