Oh Good, it's Friday!

If there were ever a day that grabs practically everyone's attention it would have to be Friday. If you don't agree, just take a peek at your FaceBook Newsfeed or a quick glance at Twitter.  Everyone loves Friday and everybody, okay nearly everybody, agrees that there is something that's just downright good about it. As far as days of the week are concerned, Friday is for sure up there in my top three.

Everything in life has a way of speaking to us if we'd only listen and Friday, by just being Friday, has always had a great deal to share with me.  On Friday, my kids get up for school with indescribable ease.
It seems that Friday mornings are somehow less likely to bring stomachaches, headaches or nagging sore throats_ no kidding, it's amazing how well bodied the DeLeon family seems to be on any given Friday.

On Friday, you see, there is this little promise of a good time that comes to us by way of Friday night.  Sure, Saturday night has its perks and without a doubt, Saturday night has proved to be incredibly beneficial for John Travolta and the BeeGee's. Even so, Friday, for me, is usually more eagerly anticipated than Saturday has ever been.

This particular Friday is even more special because this Friday is Good Friday, the day that Jesus Christ, The Son of God,  God himself wrapped in the flesh of humanity, humbly died on the cross in effort to offer a way for us to be forgiven of our sins.

Over the years, the importance of this day has grown tenfold for me because of this one thing,
God chose to send His Son, Jesus in human form so that we could have a clear picture that God wants to relate to us on our level.

He could have kept things distant, being all big up there in heaven, sending floods, parting seas and speaking through burning bushes.  He could have stayed in his comfy lofty place and just told this one or that to spread this word or that to this one or that, but he didn't, he wanted to be down here with us.  He wanted to be down here with us and show that he understands and feels, thinks, hurts, suffers, is tempted, tried, pushed and shoved, just like you and I.

So while Friday, in itself, is always a good day out of the seven that I've openly come to appreciate along with most of you, Good Friday is beyond compare.  Through the sacrifice on the cross on Good Friday, God, through Jesus, said straight to my heart, Renee, I understand.


Dear God, I am so humbled by your love for us, that you would chose to exist in lowly human form just because you want so desperately for us to know that you know.  


Thank you for the sacrifice of Jesus that tells me that you will know no boundary when it comes to making yourself an approachable God who cares about all of the things that way heavy on my heart.


If there is ever a day with an undeniable promise of something better to come for those who believe in you and receive your love into their heart, today is it.  Because of the gift of your sacrifice on this historic day, we each have the freedom that comes through complete forgiveness and a personal relationship with you.


Thank you, God, for knowing that I needed to know that you really do, understand.  


Let my words be a help to someone who didn't know or might have forgotten just how far you've been willing to go in order to show us your endless love.