The Man Died for Me !

The Man died for me!

 And it wasn't a quick death like a bullet to the head. The Man was beaten, mutilated and then hung on a cross, His hands & feet pierced with yucky rusted nails AND WITHOUT anesthesia!!!

 The least I can do for this Man is honor & praise Him ... I have to admit though ... I am awesome at the praise but when it comes to honoring Him ... I fall short everyday.

A goal for this year ... Work on honoring Jesus by the way I live my life EVERYDAY. 

I can't change the world but I can change me :)