Regardless of how you feel, how you’ve been treated, what you’ve done, or what’s happened to you. You house a soul.
at Panache Chocolatier in KC
Asking life to “respect” you and not “squeeze” too hard is a nice thought. Nice, but ineffective. The squeeze is going to happen.
You may be experiencing the squeeze. In the doctor’s office. At work or home. At the gas pump, like I did yesterday.
Or when you hear three Milli Vanilli songs in two days after not hearing them since 1989 and you become painfully aware of your age.
One day this life is going to squeeze so hard, we will die. Illness, age, accident, crime, tragedy, or injustice will kill us. Harsh reality.
Easter celebrates the reality of Hope. The triumph over the squeeze.
At Easter, we remember Christ died to pay the penalty for our sin. And He came back to life again to pave the way for his people to follow Him in life. Full life. Forever life. Not as hollow cores.
He knows your name. He knows your soul. He offers life. High time to take it.
bunny on the plaza in KC
But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed. 2 Corinthians 4:7-9 NIV
I Know Your Name by Michael W. Smith is a favorite of mine. Love the lyrics. And Michael doesn’t lip-sync. Girl, you know it’s true.
