Woman whisperingI hear voices inside my head.

Not schizophrenic voices, but the kind of self-talk that makes me feel less than. Voices that tell me I’m not good enough, not spiritual enough, not humble enough… That everyone around me succeeds in pleasing God, but that I don’t measure up because I can’t get my act together.

We all hear those accusing voices from time to time, and we often try to drown them out by trying harder.

We strive, adopting personal disciplines such as quiet times, tithing, fasting and serving in one form or another. We pray and read our Bibles and we do good things.

And then we fail. We snooze through quiet times, fall behind in our giving, grumble as we serve that 20% of us do 80% of the work. Our prayers become rote and our Bible reading mechanical. And we convict ourselves because we’re letting God down.

We understand that our doing doesn’t save us—that we’re saved by grace alone through faith alone. But we can easily fall into the trap of believing that we remain in that grace by our own personal set of rules. A set of rules we can’t keep.

Our accuser convinces us that when we continue to fail, God is aggravated with us. That He shakes His heavenly head and sighs, and with hands on hips wonders why we never can seem to get our acts together.

In our zeal to do better and please God, a lie can form in our minds: that God loves us more when we perform well.

“It is finished,” Jesus gasped and His yielded His spirit (John 19:30).

Finished was His work and mission on earth, but also finished was mankind’s striving to please God.

Through the sacrifice of Christ on the cross, God is well pleased and now looks at us through the eyes of a loving Father. His hands aren’t on His hips—He’s clapping and cheering us on! He isn’t shaking His head—He’s nodding and encouraging us to keep going. He isn’t growing impatient—He’s gently guiding our paths.

Happy womanGod knows we’ll never have our acts together and He loves us anyway. The voices in our heads may accuse us, but His word affirms us:

So now we can rejoice in our wonderful new relationship with God — all because of what our Lord Jesus Christ has done for us in making us friends of God. ~Romans 5:11 (nlt)

It is finished in Christ Jesus. No sin will make Him love us less; no good deed will make Him love us more.

Heavenly Father, as we continue to celebrate the resurrection of our Lord, let the truth of “It is finished” ring in our hearts and silence the accusing voices in our heads.

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Anticipating Resurrection Day


“In Christ alone, who took on flesh,
Fulness of God in helpless babe!
This gift of love and righteousness
Scorned by the ones he came to save:
Till on that cross as Jesus died,
The wrath of God was satisfied –
For every sin on Him was laid;
Here in the death of Christ I live.

There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain:
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave he rose again!
And as He stands in victory
Sin’s curse has lost its grip on me,
For I am His and He is mine –
Bought with the precious blood of Christ.”

~Lyrics from In Christ Alone by Keith Getty and Stuart Townsend

Oh friends.

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The Power of Easter

It’s almost too familiar, the Easter story.

Jesus’ arrest, trial, scourging, crucifixion and resurrection. God’s remarkable story of redemption settles in our hearts, but we often lose the awe.

A perfect man, the Lord Jesus Christ, was wrongly accused by a group of people who felt threatened by Him. They conspired against Him and had Him beaten and executed.

Most Christians understand the spiritual implications of Jesus’ sacrifice, that He

  • bore the weight of our cross,
  • took our punishment, and
  • paid the penalty for our sin.

But we often lose sight of what happened in the physical realm, that the beating Jesus received left Him bloody and unrecognizable.

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Pretty Dresses, Candy & Jesus

Pretty Dresses, Candy & Jesus

 When I was a little girl, Easter meant exactly 3 things to me.
  1.  I would get to wear a pretty new dress that probably involved a very scratchy petticoat underneath.
  2.  There would be a big basket of candy and colored Easter eggs hidden in one of the closets in our home.
  3.  And Jesus was alive!

 I am not sure what each of those things has to do with the other, but I would never turn down a chance for candy and new clothes. If we celebrated Jesus by munching on sweets and wearing some sparkly white gloves; that was perfectly fine with me.

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