Last night I maintained a Good Friday tradition by watching "The Passion of Christ". Sara and I were given to tears (again) at the brutal treatment that the movie clearly (and vividly) portrays that our Lord went through. Why did he do it? Someone had to pay and God loved us just that much! It was inspiring.
This morning I was in Champaign for the Illinois Marathon - my legs are toast and I maintained my usual marathon tradition by swearing I'd never run another one again (more on this on Monday)! But here I am in my church office getting ready to vocally go through my sermon. I read it on the car ride over this morning and had lots of time to think about it and pray about it. At this point, I'm ready. My heart wants to share what God has laid on it. What am I praying for tonight as I roam the sanctuary? 1. That I'll not get in the way of His message. 2. That I'll honor and uphold his Holy Word. 3. That the Holy Spirit will empower the non-eloquent words that come out of my mouth. 4. that the Word of God would fall on fertile hearts and minds and ears. 5. That one non-believer may come to know Jesus.
I love Saturday evenings at the church. It's kinda like the calm before the storm. I'm anticipating a glorious day in the Lord tomorrow. Hope you go to church somewhere and celebrate the greatest thing that ever happened. Jesus lives!