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As the views of this blog are mainly from Americans, i thought it only necessary that i devoted a blog entry to you and your country, talking about a few personal pros and cons.

– I love chaos, especially when groups of friends/family all wear them together.

– I LOVEEE disney…thanks Walt.

– I love the history of America, and John Wayne…why isn’t there more men like him?

-Food. Oooooh food. s’mores, oreos, butterfingers, Reese’s, Twinkies, Jolly ranchers, Life savers, peanut M&M’S, Big red. oh boy oh boy.

-I love English/American pronunciation differences…aluminium for example.

– I love that you have birthed some amazing writers…namely Fitzgerald and Carson Mccullers.

-Your star spangled banner probably beats our union jack…maybe.

-I love that i can use an american accent whenever I’m doing a sarcastic voice or a funny remark…i wonder if that works both ways.

I do however…

-feel sad that Americans think British people have bad teeth. I only learnt this was the case last year whilst chatting to some Americans in Kenya. Just because the Bristish population don’t schedule regular time to dye our teeth white with harmful products, doesn’t mean our teeth are bad. I think you should re-think that.

-I feel sad you don’t have a monarchy.

and that you don’t drink tea (excuse me if you do)

-I feel sad you don’t eat yorkshire puddings on a regular basis or maybe even know they exist.

-and have you ever seen an electric kettle?

thats about as good as I’ve got…and it seems that the pros are outweighing the cons…BUT, don’t go thinking you’re better than us now….England will always be the land of dreams.

Over and out x

Isaiah 53:3-5
“He was despised and rejected, a man of sorrows and familiar with suffering… He took up our pain and bore our suffering… He was pierced for our transgressions, He was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was on Him and by His wounds we are healed.”

Today is a day like no other. I almost feel when it gets to Easter Sunday that nearly 2,000 years later the world should stop for a day in surrender and adoration of such an amazing sacrifice. That Jesus would die on a cross for a sinner like me, and that my sin alone was enough to have taken him there.

He was betrayed, mocked, flogged, jeered and taunted, and a crown of thorns was placed on His head. He was innocent, yet, He made the ultimate sacrifice for all of eternity, a pre-destined sacrifice reaching back to the beginning of time and dying for the sin of Adam, the sin of Moses, the sin of the Thief on the cross. He too hauled the sins of our future transgressions and bore them upon Himself and put an end to it all by paying the penalty for sin at Calvary that day.

What love.

His body was broken so ours could be healed, He was forsaken so we could be accepted, He conquered death so we could have everlasting life.

Stop working to earn God’s love, and start living out a life of thankfulness, He paid the ultimate sacrifice to draw us near to him. Cling to that old rugged cross today and forever more knowing because of His great love, His overwhelming and incomprehensible love, that we have been redeemed, justified, and have the hope of eternity.

Thank you doesn’t cover it.

How deep the Father’s love for us, how vast beyond all measure. That He should give His only Son to make a wretch His treasure. How great the pain of searing loss, the Father turns His face away. As wounds with mar the chosen one, bring many sons to glory.

Behold the Man upon the cross, my sin upon His shoulders. Ashamed I hear my mocking voice call out among the scoffers. It was my sin that held Him there until it was accomplished, His dying breath has brought me life, I know that it is finished.

I will not boast in anything, no gifts, no power, no wisdom. But i WILL boast in Jesus Christ his death and resurrection. Why should i gain from His reward, I cannot give an answer, but this I know with all my heart. His wounds have paid my ransom.

John 12:12-15

 The next day the large crowd that had come to the Passover Festival heard that Jesus was coming to Jerusalem. So they took branches of palm trees and went out to meet him, shouting, Praise God! God bless him who comes in the name of the Lord! God bless the King of Israel! Jesus found a donkey and rode on it, just as the scripture says, ‘Do not be afraid, city of Zion! Here comes your king, riding on a young donkey.’

 

Palm Sunday allows us to prepare out hearts for the pain of passion and the joy of resurrection. So this week, lets lay our hearts bare singing praise, thanks and adoration for this wonderful sacrifice and the hope we have in a risen Saviour.