chapter 17, reflections on easter + some nuggets and worms with coffee

I appreciate the beauty of these three days + the impact those three days many, many years ago had on my life, right now. 

to be honest, i don't appreciate it nearly as much as I should, nor do I spend the time to really meditate  + reflect on the beauty of what Christ did at the cross, and then at the tomb. i take it for granted some times (read: a lot of times). 

my brother makes the most bomb coffee, ever. 

but, God. 

He doesn't give up on me, He fights for me + He loves me, deeply. my prayer is that I love Him + others with that same intensity. That I walk a life that honors Him and brings Him glory. I think about this some times and I wonder what I reflect when others look at me. I am not perfect, I fail Him daily and my love for Him seems lacking somehow. 

can I have some sauce to go with these nuggets?

but, God. 

it took me a while to write this post. part of me felt inadequate to write about God, because I'm so broken and so undeserving. i am in no way trying to excuse sin, but I think that God loves us because of our broken, because of our wandering hearts. He loves us because He is God and there is so much love in Him. i'm honored that He chooses to love me. my prayer is that He will give me a heart for Him all my days, that I will bring glory to His name, that for all my days, I will love Him with all my heart.

Book nerd in the making.