salvation

I don't even care what happens for the rest of the year. Today I told my kids how to invite Jesus into their hearts. We closed our eyes, they all raised their hands, and we said the prayer together.  It was amazing.  Until today, I was too scared to talk to my kids about it, scared they wouldn't understand, scared they wouldn't respond. Then I finally realized IT'S NOT ABOUT ME.  I was just supposed to say it and let God take it to their heads and hearts. And He did. And now I get to see my first class of students in heaven someday. Praise God!

To be honest, I think today was the first time I really told anyone about Jesus and how to invite Him into your life. And I'm crying with the joy of God coming into their lives, but also with the sad realization that for my whole life I'd been too full of pride to offer the Gospel to anybody.  God help me; it ends today.  I'm so done with living for myself.  Yes, life is hard and we can't always get what we want. But there's something so much bigger than all of this.  Someone who created this all and moves in all.  And when I really think about who God is, I know He's worth giving my life for. 

The Bible says it better than I ever could: "The trials we face on this earth are nothing compared to the riches that await us in heaven."  "Therefore, strengthen your feeble hearts and week knees." "Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for He who promised is faithful."