(This is a guest post from our Anne.)
When I was little my family faithfully took me and my siblings to church both Saturday night and Sunday morning.
I would go to the nursery and be minded by “my bestfriend”.
She is a wonderful lady and she taught me several things.
She would say, “Jesus and I love you this much”.
Then she would stand and spread her arms far apart.
As far as they could go.
As a response I would do the same thing back to her.
“I love you this much!”
When I got older I realized the point she was making.
Jesus loves me so much that He
spread His arms
in the most painful way.
His arms were stretched and nailed.
He accepted the World’s sin,
mine included.
He spread His arms in the most painful way,
so I don’t have to.
And
He rose
again!
patientlyhopeful 