04/04/2026
The Hands That Hold Us All
Today, we pause. We look at these hands-
pierced, scarred, and yet wide open in a
gesture of absolute, unconditional love
On this Good Friday, we remember a sacrifice
that defies human logic. Jesus didn't just
endure the cross; He chose it. He stepped into
our brokenness, carried our weight, and felt
every ounce of our pain so that we would
never have to walk alone.
To those who have followed Him for a
lifetime:
May your heart be stirred anew. Let us never
become "used' to the cross. Look at the price
paid for your soul and let it overwhelm you with
gratitude today. His love is as fresh and as
powerful now as it was the moment it changed your life.
To those who are searching, weary, or
unsure:
This invitation is for you. There is no soul too
far away, no past too heavy, and no heart too
broken for these hands to reach. This wasn't
just a historical event; it was a love letter
written in sacrifice for you. You are seen, you
are known, and you are loved beyond measure.
Today, we don't just look at a wound; we look
at our redemption
Take a moment in the quiet of today to simply
behold Him. Let the reality of His grace wash
over you. Through His stripes, we are healed
Through His sacrifice, we are home! Love, Debee 🐝 ❤️
