I talk about a lot of different things on this here blog, and some of it may mean nothing to a great percentage of you. But here, today, I’m going to say something I usually think of as too personal to put out here. (And we all know there aren’t too many things I consider too personal to share here!)
I rejoice at Easter time.
I love, adore, worship, and praise the risen Lord Jesus Christ.
I lived many years of my kidhood in a town that shut down on Good Friday. We never went to school; banks, library, grocery store were closed. And I questioned the logic of calling it “Good.” Because, really? Could I think of anything less good? It felt weird to call it good when we were commemorating the crucifixion of the Savior.
And now I am a little older, and a tiny bit wiser, and I recognize that some things are good because of the miracles that follow. And in my heart, nothing compares to the miracle of the empty tomb. The hope, even the certainty that we will be saved from death, as He was, fills me with gratitude and joy. The gift of the resurrection goes hand in hand with the gift of the Atonement, which gives us the choice, the chance, the probability to be likewise saved from our sin.
And I am grateful, and I rejoice.
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What a beautiful, heart-lifting testimony, Becca. I’m touched that you shared it with us. And yes, I feel so, so much the same.
What a beautiful, heart-lifting testimony, Becca. I’m touched that you shared it with us. And yes, I feel so, so much the same.
Beautiful. =) Have a great Easter Becca!
Beautiful. =) Have a great Easter Becca!
He lives!
He lives!
Beautiful. I have always been amazed that Christ Lives. He suffered and died and over came death…. and that is the greatest gift of all.
Beautiful. I have always been amazed that Christ Lives. He suffered and died and over came death…. and that is the greatest gift of all.