Sunday is here... and so is Salvation.

Please listen to the words of this song.

O how we deserve death... the enemy is right... we are so not good enough. But those two words ring true and beautiful to my ears...

JESUS SAVES.

Today at church, we watched S.M. Lockridge's sermon "It's Friday, but Sunday's coming!" If you have never heard it... please go watch it on youtube now. But part of that message is that Satan thinks he is right.. that he can somehow win... that is what he thought on Calvary hill that Friday our Savior "died". But he didn't know that what was going to happen on the third day was going to mean victory

forever.

Because of what we celebrate today... we have already won!

Praise Him.

Hosanna!

it doesnt feel like easter time to me... like i felt weird waving palm branches this morning.

but then again i sound a little ridiculous.. it's not like i have to wait until March 23 to celebrate the Resurrection. i mean i know that of course... but it's almost as if i do that.

here's the celebration of Jesus riding in a donkey... well sometimes a Harley. :]

my prayer lately has been that the Lord would humble me... a woman told me today that i shouldn't pray that. It's a scary thing to ask.... because God will do it. And you probably won't be ready. and let me just say... the Lord has gone to work on me fast. This weekend I have been so so moved in mighty ways... i still need to humbled... for the very moment I lose my pride, I turn around and pat myself on the back for being so "humble". i can't seem to escape my ugly self.

not only was Christ riding in on a donkey a beautiful picture of a humble act... but so was the washing of feet. God in the flesh kneeling down and cleaning his brothers' dirty feet. Talk about humility. and this morning at Church Under the Bridge... we all got the amazing privilege to follow Christ's example.. to glorify Him by being a servant... by washing one another's feet.

empty me.

Holy fire

burn away

my desire

for anything

that is not of you

and is of me

i want more of you

and less of me.