The Day that True Love Died

[written April 2, 2010, approximately midnight]

Today, while in the car with my mom, a song came on my shuffle.
The lyrics that stuck out to me were: “The day that true love died.”
It occurred to me, in that very moment, that TODAY was the day true love died.

Jesus Christ’s sacrifice on the cross is the very picture of true love (1 John 4:10).
God sent His only son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins.
Because of this act of selflessness, we are saved.
We are able to have a relationship with our creator, the one who loves us perfectly.

When I realized that Jesus Christ dying for me affected my life, in every moment, it changed my life.
Though I can never fully grasp the price He paid, I can use every opportunity to worship and praise His name; to live a life worthy of His calling.

While I wish I were actually able to do this, I am a sinful, selfish human being. It is only by God’s strength that I can live every moment for Him.

This weekend, I am spending time with my family, extended family, aunts, uncles, cousins, and other family friends. During one night, I have had the chance to talk about what I am doing for the next two years [EDGE] no less than 5 times. This has been incredible; to talk about where You are leading me next year, and however long after that!

I pray for boldness; for opportunities to talk about my heart and what you have been doing in my life.

Driving home tonight, I found out that my “aunt” and “uncle” believe in Jesus Christ and that He died today. I’m not sure what else they believe, and if it goes much further than that. I would love for a chance to talk with them about how their lives and hearts can be transformed by His power. That Jesus died for a reason and with purpose.
I wonder if they really and personally know what that means for their lives. I pray that You would draw Kim and Dave closer to You.
They attend a church here in Carmel, and asked if I would like to join them this Sunday. I am so thankful that You have provided this time for me to spend worshipping You, and to bond with my family.

1 Peter 3:15 is my prayer.