There is this song that the refrain says “I love you Jesus” over and over. I found myself in church one Sunday morning feeling incredibly awkward. I was struggling to sing along and that caught me off guard – of course I love Jesus. So why was it so hard to say that? This bothered me for a while, but I didn’t really know where to go with it. It forced me stop and consider why I would have trouble saying that to God…and then reevaluate how I handle love with those around me.

There was nothing good about that day. Innocent blood was spilled and the enemies got their way. Evil walked free, justice was missing. No – not missing... Denied. Shackled. Held captive. There was nothing good about that day. There was nothingness the next, just a tomb and a stone. Promises were forgotten and everyone went home. There was no more shouting, in joy or in grief – Quiet. Lonely. Defeated. There was nothing good about that day. But Jesus always knew Sunda

I would love to think that I have passed the point of needing a good humbling. Chalk it up to my human nature, but it doesn’t. God will always develop your character to be match the assignment. I read that and it was as if the God himself was sitting behind me and asked, “what is the current state of your character?”