Lord, in this age of relativism, truth is hard to find and even harder to grasp. In our state of confusion many ask the question, “what is truth”? I think many of us feel as if we are the first generation to struggle through such uncertainty, until we remember that same question was asked some 2,000 thousand years ago.

As I recall that ugly scene, I can’t help but wonder if the Psalmist was looking ahead to that time and place. Did he forsee the great and beautiful thing that would come from that most wretched and horrible event?

Your cross would become the bridge of peace between man and his creator. By Your sacrifice O Lord, the wall that separated us from the Father was torn down and in so doing Your own righteousness would be imputed to those who would believe.

Lord, I come before You to this morning to profess that You are the Way, the Truth, the Life. You are the King of Kings, Lord of Lords, Prince of Peace. Jesus You are my All in All!

“Songs in the Morning”. Sandra Bivens Smith. Copyright ©️ 2023.