Jesus is a friend of mine. And He’s the best kind of friend.
He always holds up His end better than me. He’s a better listener, His advice is great, His love is unending and He is perfect in every way.
It’s still astonishing to me that I get to call Him that. That He would order things in such a way might be the most beautiful expression of His grace to me.
“Jesus made himself nothing… He humbled himself by becoming obedient to death— even death on a cross!” – Philippians 2:7-8
My friendship with Jesus is what connects me to the cross.
I wasn’t there that day. It was long ago and it was dark and terrible. However, somehow it feels fresh on my mind – even familiar. I sing songs about it. We talk about it as a family. It’s the center of my faith. It feels fresh for many reasons. But the greatest reason is because the one who died that day and rose again is my friend.
“Jesus is the God whom we can approach without pride and before whom we can humble ourselves without despair.” – Blaise Paschal
How wonderful it is to be fully known and loved by our Savior. How beautiful to know that we can approach Him with no manner of arrogance, carrying ourselves in whatever condition we may be, and He receives us as a perfect friend does.
As we step into Easter weekend, whether you find yourself wounded or mended, lost or found, lonely or loved, searching or seeking, Jesus wants to be your friend. The one who did for us what we couldn’t do for ourselves wants to chat with you. The one who shifted all of history by doing what he said He would do, wants to spend time with you.
Are you friends with Jesus?