why the resurrection means even more this year…
I was raised in a home where we always knew God existed.
When I was 16 I understood that I was a sinner and that Christ had paid the price for my sins on the cross.
After I started having children I understood how important my relationship with my Savior is.
I also really started to thirst for being a woman of God and a helpmeet to my husband.
…then I gave birth to my sixth child and I held her while she died four weeks later.
Now when I look at the cross I not only see the payment of my sins, the gifts of grace and mercy. Now I see more clearly the hope of eternity.
If it were not for the cross and the empty tomb three days later I would not have the hope of reunion with Miranda. If it were not for the resurrection of my Lord I would be lost in the despair of grief.
He provided a way for completion. I accepted it and I await the day He welcomes me home, the day my family will be one together worshiping before the Throne. The day when the trials we face here in life will not even be a memory.
It will not matter because we will be whole again.
Today we celebrate His resurrection, the fulfillment of scripture and the HOPE of what lies before us in eternity.
“Thanks be to God for His indescribable gift.” 2 Corinthians 9:15