Life in Perspective

Well, I have spent nearly every free moment of the past five days doing some ( and some more, and more, and more) painting at our church. Pastor Danny made an off hand comment that he wanted to get the church spruced up last Sunday during the message on our 'vision' and boy, did a few of us women run with that! Monday started out fun but by Friday, after three different run-ins with paint issues, it really wasn't so fun any longer. In fact, I had become somewhat quiet and bothered by the whole thing-well embarrassed really.
Painting wasn't exactly the way I had planned to spend this day. I wanted/needed to spend some quiet time with my Jesus on this special day of remembering His sacrifice for me. Then, on my way home from the fourth or fifth trip to the paint store, I began to realize and reflect that this inconvenience of changing my plans, is NOTHING in comparison to what Jesus went through for me. So, after confessing my prideful attitude for being so upset that everything didn't work out like I wanted, I did spend some time (albeit while rolling on drippy paint) to talk to Him and thank Him for loving me and calling me into His family.
Because, Easter is my favorite holiday!! Although, I hate calling it a holiday. I prefer remembrance/ celebration of the Resurrection. After all, without Jesus raising form the dead, Christianity would be just another self-serving religion. Thank you, Lord Jesus, for suffering for me, for dying for me, for raising again for me and for the blessed hope of Your soon return! See ya soon!