Her eyes opened, still swollen from endless tears over the past two days. Had she even slept at all? Asleep or awake, both seemed like a nightmare; eyes open or closed, she still saw Him hanging there. Her Lord, the promised Messiah. The One foretold from generation to generation, yet now dead and buried in a tomb.
“Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your MIND and with all your strength.” –Mark 12:30 (emphasis mine) As women, we generally connect on a more emotional level in relationships, making loving God with our hearts and souls a bit more natural for me than loving Him through other areas. My greatest…
