Seeing the Victory of Heaven

This morning I read in Luke when Jesus was choosing his disciples. 12 of the least likely of men to chose but that’s what he did. He also knew how the story would end even though he prayed for his own miracle but only if it would line up with Gods will. The last name he chose was Judas. Jesus knew he would be the one to betray him. He knew he would be the one to give him over to the authorities who would put him in jail. The beginning moments of Easter Sunday. Jesus knew the plan would be full of sorrow, pain and struggle and he still chose to stick to Gods plan. He could have chose someone else, he could have tried to walk down a different path but what Jesus knew that we don’t in the midst of our pain is the other side. Jesus saw what was ahead for him but he also saw the other side of it too. He didn’t treat Judas any different while they were together knowing he would be the one to betray him. Jesus saw the victory on the other side. He saw heaven. He saw souls being saved. He saw how a loving father would take the pain he suffered and turn the story to something beautiful. I don’t know what God has planned for my family and me, to be honest it’s really hard to see sometimes the other side of this pain. Especially when I look to my girls and wonder how heavy their heart feels sometimes, or when I see the pain in my husband’s eyes. But what I do know is that God’s plan is always full of victories. I know he will use this pain and suffering for his good. I might not be able to see past the pain right now but faith in Jesus allows me to walk another step in hope that a victory day is right around the corner and there’s a place in heaven Logan is preparing for us. 💜🐓🦋