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The Good Friday Journey: Dying to Self, Rising in Faith

 

For me, Good Friday isn’t just a marked occasion or a date on the calendar—it’s a daily journey. Each day, I wrestle with uncertainty, yearning to understand God's will and surrender to His divine plan. In that surrender—through the struggle—I uncover the heart of Good Friday: a call to trust, to sacrifice, to walk the path He has set before me, and ultimately, to learn what it means to die to myself.

 

Looking back, I see the weight of my choices. Twenty-five years ago, I turned away from God's voice, choosing my own path—a path that ultimately led to the unraveling of my past relationship. Pride clouded my vision, and humility was a virtue I struggled to embrace. There were moments when I was hurt, misjudged, and criticized. I let my sensitivity take over, especially in my relationships with friends. But instead of responding with grace, I fought back—like a fierce tiger, unwilling to yield, guarding my pride at all costs.Perhaps dying to myself was never the real challenge. Perhaps the hardest part was letting go of the person I thought I had to be.


They say, "As you make your bed, so must you lie." And I did. I bore the consequences of my choices, a price that came with deep pain. Even now, as I have learned to accept my reality, I still wrestle with uncertainty, struggling to see the shape of the future that lies ahead. But Good Friday reminds me that surrender isn’t about loss—it’s about transformation.

 

Good Friday is not the end—the resurrection assures me that new life follows surrender. Dying to self is not just for one sacred day—it is a lifelong journey. There’s a call to embrace humility, faith, and renewal in my everyday life. The question is, what is one thing I need to surrender to God today?

 

What about you? 

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