Happy Palm Sunday. ❤️
Quite frequently in the past month I have thought "why me?".
Every time we have had someone drop off a treat or reach out with offers of service I wonder how we could possibly warrant this much love and attention.
Why me? Why us? We're just the Becksteads.
Why do I get to know so many people willing to give, love, and serve us so generously? I feel so undeserving of the care we regularly receive.
Thousands of years ago on the first Palm Sunday, Christ boldly rode into Jerusalem in open proclamation of his Messianic role. He knew the unrest this would create and what it would eventually lead to.
And in the spirit of this special Sabbath, the same recurring question circling my mind could be asked of the Savior, "Why me?".
Why did you willingly suffer for me? Why did you give your life, in a most agonizing way, for me?
Ultimately, it's not about being deserving or worthy. It's about love.
"I marvel that he would descend from his throne divine
To rescue a soul so rebellious and proud as mine,
That he should extend his great love unto such as I,
Sufficient to own, to redeem, and to justify.
Oh, it is wonderful that he should care for me Enough to die for me!
Oh, it is wonderful, wonderful to me!"
Thank you for the many extensions of Christ-like love that have reached us.
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Hopefully within 2 weeks we will know both how Sid reacted to the chemo and radiation treatment as well as what the next plan of action will be. There's a lot of limbo and waiting in all of this.
In the middle of that wait, we have a lot of family time and sacred celebration. Cameron and Lucy will have birthdays, Cameron will be baptized, we'll celebrate Easter, and get Sid's PET scan done. I'm grateful that so many things will "[keep our minds stayed in him]" (Isaiah 26:3) in that small amount of time while we wait for results and decisions to be made.
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