Day twenty-nine: completing the course

Welcome to day twenty-nine!

God Is faithful!

Today at church, my pastor made mention of an old woman who joined the group that went for the Church's Easter pilgrimage yesterday.

The priest said that this old woman was resting on one of the rocks with her handbag placed on her head when the group was climbing the mountain.

One of the infirmarians suggested that instead of climbing the mountain, she should rather go back to the chapel. They promised to say prayers on her behalf.

The old lady declined.

My pastor narrated how she told them that it was for this reason (to climb the mountain and to make her pilgrimage) that she had come all the way to the Volta Region and, no matter how long it took, she would complete the course.

The old lady said that if ever she got tired again, she would sit awhile to rest and then carry on with the journey.

Wooow.

To God's Glory, she completed the course and got to the top of the mountain.

The passion of Jesus Christ also shows us how Jesus Christ was determined to complete His course.
Jesus fell down and yet, He rose up. Hallelujah.

This old lady's example of faith teaches me of what it means to take up my cross and follow Jesus.
Her love for God and her desire to encounter Him on the mountain top caused her to defy all the odds that were against her.

The same for Jesus Christ.
His love for Our Father and His appreciation of the love Daddy has for us enamoured Him to pursue the goal of Calvary against all odds.

Beloved, there is Grace available for us to make the journey to Jesus.
There is Grace available for you and me to diligently seek Him.

There Is provision for us to make this earthly journey and to successfully complete it to God's Glory.

There is available Grace, friends.

I pray that we trust Daddy enough to believe the wealth of Grace He has made available unto us.

God bless you.

Love,
Sharing Life.

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