Saturday, April 3, 2010

Easter is tomorrow. How did that happen so fast?

As the room where we meet for church fills with people tomorrow morning and we celebrate the life of Christ, the term 'resurrection' has a much greater meaning to me than it ever has.

God gave His Son on my behalf, the most selfless act of love. He knows the sorrow of a grave. He watched the murder and burial of His own child.

But God took the cross - a symbol of a cruel, torturous death - and, through His power, made it the most glorious symbol of life. Because God raised His Son from the dead, we too can have the hope of resurrection and life made whole.

I read this earlier this week, and it has run through my thoughts all week long. Below is an excerpt from Max Lucado's book, Facing Your Giants:

'God has the last word on death. And, if you listen, He will tell you the truth about your loved ones. They've been dismissed from the hospital called Earth. You and I still roan the halls, smell the medicines, and eat green beans and Jell-O off plastic trays. They, meanwhile, enjoy picnics, inhale springtime, and run through knee-high flowers. You miss them like crazy, but can you deny the truth? They have no pain, doubt or struggle...They know the joy of resurrection.'

Heaven. I will never be able to wrap my mind around it until I'm there. And, while I grieve the fact that I don't get to dress my little boy in an Easter outfit tomorrow morning, I know that what Zachary is experiencing is so much better. Easter morning in heaven...that's got to be awesome!

Isaiah 53:4-5 says that Christ, 'took up our infirmities and carried our sorrows' all the way to the cross...and 'by His wounds we are healed.' Hallelujah!

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