Mommy tax

We don’t do Halloween here, but we do believe in sugar.

So far, my Mommy Tax has only scored me one little Milky Way. Drat.

And to the person who donated PRETZELS to our church’s Harvest Party – thanks for nothin’.

Chocolate is good, pretzels lame.

What’s your favorite candy?

Cross

Today is Good Friday. The day when Christians around the world reflect on what our savior did for us on a Roman cross, giving us freedom from sin, death and the gift of eternal life. This is a beautiful description of Jesus taken from Isaiah 53: 4-6:

Surely he took up our infirmities and carried our sorrows, yet we considered him stricken by God, smitten by him, and afflicted. But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was upon him, and by his wounds we are healed. We all, like sheep, have gone astray, each of us has turned to is own way; and the Lord has laid on him the iniquity of us all.

It’s hard to imagine the creator of the universe would be willing die for the created. That’s love. Radical love. Jesus willingly took my sin upon himself.

For his sacrifice and suffering, I will always be grateful.