Thank You, Father

And when Jesus had cried out again in a loud voice, He gave up His spirit. At that moment the curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom. The earth shook and the rocks split. The tombs broke open and the bodies of many holy people who had died were raised to life. They came out of the tombs, and after Jesus' resurrection they went into the holy city and appeared to many people. When the centurion and those with him who were guarding Jesus saw the earthquake and all that had happened, they were terrified, and exclaimed, "Surely He was the Son of God!" Matthew 27:50-54

After the Sabbath, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to look at the tomb. There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow. The guards were so afraid of him that they shook and became like dead men. The angel said to the women, "Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay. Then go quickly and tell his disciples: 'He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.' Now I have told you." Matthew 28:1-7

Thank you, Father, for taking all my inequity and nailing in to the cross. Thank you, Lord, for spilling your blood when my sin and disgrace called out for my own. Thank you, for being the ultimate sacrifice. Father God, I can't imagine giving up Sophie for anyone, yet you gave your only Son for a people who rejected and despised you. Your mercy overwhelms me. Please continue to show patience for your daughter as I strive to become more like you, fumbling along the whole way, grasping for your hand at every step. Thank you for giving me yet another chance every day, for forgiving me for even my intentional sins, for loving me when I am so unworthy. Please accept this imperfect gratitude for your perfect gift. Amen.