Sometimes life is sad. Sometimes a good cry is helpful. Life is a beautiful mess. The messy parts hurts. It hurts our hearts. Our dear Savior felt pain too. Imagine that.

Whether it was at Lazarus’s tomb, in the garden or hanging up on that old rugged cross, Jesus wept. He anguished and felt pain.

He lived the ultimate paradox being 100% man and 100% God simultaneously. Talk about having a foot in both worlds.

One thing we should definently model, though He felt pain, He was intentional about having quiet ‘1 on 1’ time with His Father regularly. He stayed on mission and wasn’t distracted yet He was serendipitous. He was both sympathetic and empathetic.

You know He could have stayed in Heaven where it was cozy. He belittled Himself to Nth degree that is impossible for us to fully grasp.

He loves us whether we realize and accept it or not. He wept because He truly cares. He know my pain. He knows your pain. He must of thought it worth it.

You can use your pain. No pain, no gain. Turn it inside out. Give to God and while embracing your weak mortality embrace Jesus for He is no longer on the Cross. He overcame the ultimate loss, that of death, and made a path for each of us.

Born once, die twice. Born twice, die once. That is a tried and true saying. Amen?

The choice is YOURS. I chose the latter; the born twice. The born again route.

We each have our crosses to carry. If you are reading this, I guarantee that. Choose wisely and reply here if you have an encouragement to share or a question to ask.

Blessings in Jesus most holy and precious name.