Good Friday has always been a special day for our family. The significance of the day weighs heavy on our hearts as we remember the sacrifice that was made for each of us. The story of redemption makes my heart full and my eyes break with tears.
Last year I found an excerpt from the blog, Jen Hatmaker, and I wanted to share it again with you.
"The story of our redemption breaks me. I simply cannot get over Jesus. His humanity moves me beyond words. His suffering shatters my heart. His courage leaves me undone. I am aching, so gratefully devastated. By his wounds I am healed, but his scars mark me too, and I am tender to the touch. The story that crushes me also saves me, and there is nothing to do but worship through the tears."