Jesus paid it all

Today is Good Friday. To be honest, when I woke up this morning, I wasn't really thinking about the importance of this day. The busyness of life has been getting in the way of constantly praising the God who died so that I may live. I went to the Good Friday service put on by Passion City Church tonight and it was truly amazing. The weather was perfect (compared to last year's tornado). Jesus was moving. I was reminded that I don't have to earn my salvation. There is no amount of good deeds that I have to do earn God's approval, which is good because I screw up so often. Jesus, who never sinned died for me, so that I could spend eternity with him. The concept is still so unbelievable to me. God, who is over everything, loves me so much that he would send his son to die. He knows me and loves me. I am so thankful that he is in control of my life.
I want to leave you with these verses. Louie read these tonight and it really comforted me to know that with Christ, I am free:
It happens so regularly that it's predictable. The moment I decide to do good, sin is there to trip me up. I truly delight in God's commands, but it's pretty obvious that not all of me joins in that delight. Parts of me covertly rebel, and just when I least expect it, they take charge. I've tried everything and nothing helps. I'm at the end of my rope. Is there no one who can do anything for me? Isn't that the real question? The answer, thank God, is that Jesus Christ can and does. He acted to set things right in this life of contradictions where I want to serve God with all my heart and mind, but am pulled by the influence of sin to do something totally different. With the arrival of Jesus, the Messiah, that fateful dilemma is resolved. Those who enter into Christ's being-here-for-us no longer have to live under a continuous, low-lying black cloud. A new power is in operation. The Spirit of life in Christ, like a strong wind, has magnificently cleared the air, freeing you from a fated lifetime of brutal tyranny at the hands of sin and death.
Romans 7:21-8:2 (The Message)