God never said that the journey would be easy, but He did say that the arrival would be worthwhile.

No matter what the storm clouds bring, you can face your pain with courage and hope. For two thousand years ago-six hours, one Friday-Christ firmly planted in bedrock three solid anchor points that we can all cling to. For the heart scarred with futility, that Friday holds purpose. For the life blackened with failure, that Friday holds forgiveness. And for the soul looking into the tunnel of death, that Friday holds deliverance.

The worst part of all is that, without forgiveness, bitterness is all that is left

If God was willing to wrap himself in rags and drink from a mother's breast, then all questions about his love for us are off the table.

God has high plans for you and me.

I think there is, not in the sense that I enjoy it, but that it's an important question. It's the question, "Does the presence of pain mean God doesn't care? Does God not love me anymore?" I think that's a very common connection we tend to make. I see that a lot in my own life and in the lives of others.

Meet your fears with faith.