Before church, we flipped to Daniel. We strive to always give the glory to God and it has been a recurring theme all week.

During church, our pastor preached about the faithfulness of God. I had so many thoughts during the sermon, during worship and after church while we were serving at our Volunteers Luncheon.
The image which was stuck in my head was that of the Isrealites walking through the Red Sea. I felt Jesus on the cross, blood raining down on all those walking across. Then I felt myself standing there, in awe He would die for me. I didn’t feel the fear of the water; it was clearly symbolic of everything God took from us when He gave us his son.
It is not a complete representation, but I never want to forget the feeling. This is the closest I could muster:
