Jesus paid it all,

All to Him I owe.

Sin had left a crimson stain,

He washed it white as snow.

Today is the day after Easter, and we have a snowstorm here in Colorado. It hasn’t stopped snowing since early yesterday morning. Although I was hoping for the spring weather like we had just last week, I have to say a snowy Easter is pretty fitting. I’ve been singing “Jesus Paid It All” on repeat and reflecting on Isaiah 1:18:

One of my bridesmaids sang this beautiful hymn at our wedding. I couldn’t keep it together to sing with her. I cried because this hymn is my story. My sin left a crimson stain, but Jesus washed me white as snow. He has made me a new person.

Jesus changed my life.

If you’ve been around my blog for a bit, you’ve probably learned parts of my testimony. I’ve struggled for years with anxiety, fear, control, approval, and perfectionism. At my worst, I almost died from an eating disorder. But God intervened. He opened my eyes, and He brought me healing. I’m now a wife and mom, and I honestly can’t believe all God has done in the past decade.

He is the God of miracles. The God who saves.

This is the story throughout Scripture, and it’s my story, too.