He is Risen!

Around this time two years ago I climbed the Domboshava Mountains with a group of friends and I received a revelation, an understanding of the cross that I had never had. I wrote down what I had learned in a journal and continued to do that for the rest of the year every time we went up the mountain. This eventually culminated in my first book "On The Mountain".

Today I saw a copy of my book for the first time and I was overwhelmed. Overwhelmed that God could bless me with this and allow me to touch millions even billions of people with these words.

So many times I feel like I fall short and am so undeserving of God's love. Sometimes I feel like He should just forget all about me because I always mess up somewhere. Thank goodness that our salvation is not based on our worthiness but on the grace of God. I always have an image in my minds eye of God running and searching through crowds of people and then laying his eyes on me and running with open arms, sparkling eyes and wide smile. I imagine God lifting me up in his arms and saying " Tsitsi I have been looking for you. I love you!" What a welcome for someone who knows that they do not deserve it. It's the prodigal son and his father all over again.

Does that not make you want to do the right thing? Would a welcome like that not make you want to be the very best that you can be? It's the chance to start all over again. I was speaking to a friend earlier, we became friends when our children were really tiny and we were both raising them as single mothers. She went through many challenges and made many sacrifices for the kids as is expected of a mother. She was telling me how her twenty year old shouted at her about what a bad mother she is and how she does not love her. And I was like wow does she know what her mother has been through.

It's so easy to judge this twenty year old and yet many times that is how we act with God. We throw tantrums, we are willingly disobedient, we think God loves others more than us. And yet His love for us is so great. Its amazing that nothing that you can do can make him love you less. Wow.

I grew up thinking that I was not loved in my family. It's been a long road learning to get over a sense of rejection and I am still working on it on a daily basis. Many times I did not understand the sacrifices that my parents made for me. I did not understand that no matter what I did they would love me. They were the ones that would stand by me and they did. I know not everyone had that but I did but somehow it was not enough. I was always looking for something more, I thought that there was more out there. The bible says that there is no greater love that a man can have than laying down his life for a friend. My mum and dad would have laid down their lives for me just as I would do it for my children.

Jesus already did it for all of us. It's not something that we have to reminisce about He did it. He became a living sacrifice taking on all our sins and died. Not only did He die but He resurrected. He conquered death in fact he destroyed it. So now you and I can have eternal life. We will live with him for ever and ever in joy and happiness for eternity, praising God.

Thank God that He is Risen!