It is Tuesday April 15, 2014. In just 3 short days, I will mourn the saddest and most sorrowful day in my Faith. The day my Savior was nailed to a cross for the sins that I have committed and that I will commit in the future. His perfect life and death were necessary for my salvation. It pains me to consider this, but consider it I must. To ignore the filth of the sin is to gloss over the fact that God himself couldn’t look upon his son loaded with the sins of the people. Christ came to die on my behalf. I pray his death will allow the fruit of the Spirit to be born in me.
And Jesus answered them, “The hour has come for the Son of Man to be glorified. Truly, truly, I say to you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains alone; but if it dies, it bears much fruit. Whoever loves his life loses it, and whoever hates his life in this world will keep it for eternal life. If anyone serves me, he must follow me; and where I am, there will my servant be also. If anyone serves me, the Father will honor him.