Good Friday...
Today about 2,000 years ago someone who loved me very much, gave His life for mine. My eternal soul.
Took everything I have ever done and ever will do wrong upon Himself. He hung in agony for me. I almost can't think about it cause it makes me hurt...
To think that if I had been there, I would have been spitting on the one I love so much. I would have denied him... And to think that every time I sin it's shoving what he did in his face... But I'm encouraged that Jesus isn't surprised by my sin. He knows all the sins I have ever committed, and He anticipated all the ones I will ever do.
And He still pursued me. Still He loved me.
It will forever amaze me.
I can't think about it and not have it blow my mind.
My mind can't wrap around the fact that another person can love me enough to die for me. Much less my Creator....

John 4:19
We love because he first loved us.

Romans 5:7-9
7 For one will scarcely die for a righteous person—though perhaps for a good person one would dare even to die—8 but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us. 9 Since, therefore, we have now been justified by his blood, much more shall we be saved by him from the wrath of God.

With those thoughts I can't be depressed =D