Good Friday

 Last year on Good Friday, I woke up with a complete absolute Peace. You see the Thursday night before, my Grandmother and Uncle were killed in a head on collision. Thursday night was a torpedo of chaotic emotions and shock. But, Friday morning was complete absolute Peace. I woke up knowing that no matter the circumstances or details surrounding their deaths, they were in God's hands. They always had been and it was no different now. Easter will always be associated with loosing them. However Easter has always been a time of thankfulness. Loosing them has not changed this. I am so thankful for Jesus sacrifice. I am so thankful for a personal relationship with him. I am so thankful that my Uncle and Grandma also know Jesus. I am thankful for the time I had with them, the beautiful, crazy, hilarious, joy filled, tear stained memories. I am So thankful that not only in life did they follow God, but also in death. God was with them through it all. He has been with me through it all. I am a thankful chick.