"This time of year always finds me in an emotional turmoil. Getting through the week before Easter is like taking a roller coaster ride through the landscape of some other world. I go up, I come down, I go up again.
My biggest hurdle is getting through to Easter Sunday without crying my eyes out. Thinking about what Christ went through on my behalf is alternately humiliating and exhilarating. I am ashamed to have caused Him such suffering. I am so lifted by the knowledge that He loved me that much. I grieve for what He suffered, all the while celebrating what He did. Talk about giving yourself a schizophrenic dilemma!"
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