Sacrifice

I know the ultimate SACRIFICE

belongs to my Savior Jesus Christ
 and I am ever so grateful that He was willing to pay the pivotal price
in the garden and upon the cross.

Because HE WAS

I AM able to overcome all

and be perfected in HIM.

I learned that the word SACRIFICE often means

to the natural man...
painfully giving up of something that one would rather hold on to.

(RP) reminds that the word  SACRIFICE and SACRED come from the same root word.

As I ponder over the SACRIFICE of Jesus

indeed, it was a most SACRED and Holy event.

Recalling moments in my own life

of when what I truly felt to be a SACRIFICE on my part...

actually transcended into a blissfully sweet experience.

Interestingly to note.

 our SACRIFICE is not being asked to DIE for HIM

rather

ours is the SACRED call

to LIVE for HIM

and when we do...live for Him

I can promise you,

it is not really a SACRIFICE at all.
It is called living a beautiful life.

We are singing a song in primary
that seems fitting to the focus of this day:

I imagine myself to have this conversation with my son, Noah

"He Sent His Son"

Lyrics

 Mabel Jones Gabbott

Music

Michael Finlinson Moody

How could the Father tell the world of love and tenderness?

He sent his Son, a newborn babe, with peace and holiness.

How could the Father show the world the pathway we should go?

 He sent his Son to walk with men on earth, that we may know.

How could the Father tell the world of SACRIFICE, of death? 

 He sent his Son to die for us 

and rise with living breath.

What does the Father ask of us? What do the scriptures say?

Have faith, have hope, live like his Son,

 help others on their way.

What does he ask? 

      Live like his Son.