Walking to the cross

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This time of year has a way of turning me inside out and upside down.

The days of observing Lent & walking up towards the big shin dig of Easter seem to linger on too long for this heart of mine.  Yet, I am glad.  My positive programed flesh & sweet self needs to be exposed.  Brought to the light.  Longing for a Rescuer.  For the Rescuer- for Aslan to show up.

As we move Jesus carrying the cross each day a longing wells in my soul. Some days I just want to pick him up & say TA- DA!  he made it- Easter- Ressurection Day is here!  But no, he had to be stripped of everything, laughed at, mocked, tortured.  And looking at that reality is not easy.