"when jesus crashes in"

yesterday was the official anniversary of sitting in the drs office with the kids being told i had cancer. yesterday was also the most amazing worship service i have ever been involved in. our pastor, rodney sent an email to everyone in the church telling them of my story. how jesus not only healed my physical body, more importantly he healed my soul. rodney asked that people respond in worship and send scripture passages of hope and of His sovereignty, and words of encouragement. i cried on and off all day. what an outpouring of gods love i received from my church family. then came the song, "when jesus crashes in" from rodney. he told us to sing loud and clap with him. it is one of my favorite songs and i sang, cried and sang some more. i was the "rescue so profound". the lord caused me to get cancer so i would return to him. so, cancer was the reason for my wanting to be rescued, but during the rescue i realized that i needed more than a rescue from cancer, i needed it from all the sin in my life. so i ran, and will continue to run to him.

so, everyone, lets sing!

"when jesus crashes in, out comes something beautiful! a rescue so profound, i can not hold it in"

no greater love

i think i was 16. that was 35 years ago. spence jakeway, ray morford, my dad, central church, the easter event. we had been doing it for years. every easter i get nostalgic and memories of this time flood my thoughts. i can remember times when sheila and i would go for practice and sing every song out loud with the choir. i yearned to be in the choir singing " and now is christ risen, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, risen from the dead" ; "in christ shall all be made alive". there was one time i continued to sing out loud when spence stopped the singing, it was so embarrassing. the next year, they asked me to be the servant girl. i couldn't believe it. i had longed for this moment, only i had only wanted to be in the choir. i could sing every song by heart. i remember a lady named jan was the woman who played my mistress. i was a christian servant. at the time, i didn't comprehend the magnitude of what i was portraying. today, good friday, i still can't fully comprehend what happened on this day, only god can. he died. they killed him. he was dead. all was lost. he was gone. the messiah, our savior, our king, the child, the carpenter, the healer. he died for me, just for me. he bore my sins, the sins of mankind. at that moment, he was separated from his father. hell....he was in hell. separation from god, for me. only for me. i don't know why he loves me that much. i am a sinner. born into sin. still walking in it daily. yet, he died for me. how awesome it is that this wasn't the end. my heart can not comprehend the love he has for me, that he would give his life for me. i only know that he is risen, and alive in me today. alive in me today, wow. we will celebrate his resurrection sunday. who else but god could send his son to die for me, only to resurrect for me.
"but now is christ risen, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, risen from the dead." the reason for the season isn't so much christmas as it is easter. to be loved by the master, what more could i ask for?