I have never suffered. Never. When I think of suffering I think of intense pain. The kind of pain that you never forget. And there has not a time like that for me, so I can't say I have ever suffered. So I can only understand suffering in an intellectual way. I can give you the dictionary definition of it. I can speak on the worse pain I had but even then I wouldn't call it suffering. I based on this I feel as though I only intellectually understand what Jesus, God, went through for us. Yes, I believe it. But the true depth of it all escapes me. I'm thankful for my belief. Thankful that it's not about feeling what He did, but to believe that He did it for me and to not take it for granted.
But there is one thing I have always taken for granted though. Or rather never thought of.
I have always thought God sent Jesus to earth to die for us. That was His plan and it had to be done. I always thought of it as a job so He was emotionally separated from it. He was doing this for us so He was happy about it. I forgot the Jesus
Happy Easter to you. Our Lord has risen and now we can go back. We can go back to Him. Praise Him.
Watch this to the end. You'll get it.
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