Every year

 Today and every year, I thank God for sending HIS son to pay the ultimate price and die for my sins. I am so grateful for a risen Savior.The sadness of Good Friday is replaced with the glorious promise of Easter Sunday. The resurrection of Christ gives us hope and a future.

As always, I remember this same morning 7 years ago. It was 1am, the room was dark, and my momma was taking her last breath. While on this earth, I will never again hear her voice, see her smile, or feel her warmth. Just as this brings great sadness, there is also joy. I know my precious momma is at Jesus' feet. She is partying with the King and there can be no greater place than heaven on Easter Sunday.

"He himself bore our sins in his body on the tree, so that we might die to sins and live for righteousness; by his wounds you have been healed." 1 Peter 2:24

If you are not 100% sure that you will be in heaven with Jesus and my momma when you die. Please make it right. Say the prayer, invite Jesus into your heart, ask for forgiveness, and live for HIM. You can have confidence and assurance of where you will spend eternity. It burdens my heart that there are people all around me that may not be certain of their salvation. There is no better time than Good Friday to express your desire to His child.