Monday, March 25, 2013

In good hands...

Luke 23:44-46 It was now about the sixth hour, and there was darkness over the whole land until the ninth hour, while the sun's light failed. And the curtain of the temple was torn in two. Then Jesus, calling out with a loud voice, said, “Father, into your hands I commit my spirit!” And having said this he breathed his last.
This was indeed the darkest day ever - not only had the Jewish leaders rejected the Messiah; God the Father was turning His back on Him as He carried our sin.  It was an ugly picture indeed - one you would want the lights to be out for.  But in the midst of that deep darkness God's love shone through -  the Son knew He was still there, fully aware, ready to receive Him.  He could release His live into His hands, knowing He was safe there.  So can we.

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