I realize that Resurrection Sunday, Easter Sunday has come and gone already. At the time, I struggled to share my words and thoughts on the day. I will admit that I felt very uncomfortable and guilty over spending that very important day away from my church family. I know that we can worship and glorify God away from church, but that may have been too far. Still, it is done and I have had my prayerful conversations over what was done. Today, as I scrolled through the memories that came up over on social media, there were two memories where I discussed Resurrection Sunday and what it means to me.
April 20, 2019
Well today didn’t go as I had hoped. I only went outside on an as needed basis. I walked up to the mailbox, I cleaned up a mess Molly had made, and I hung a hanging basket back outside after having brought it in yesterday. Other than that, I was safely inside trying to stay warm and dry.
After James came in from work, he asked if I wanted to go down and dig holes in the garden. I finally decided to go, but of course that was when it decided to start raining again. If it had been warmer, I’d have went for it anyway. But, since I can’t afford to get sick, we stayed here. But, that’s okay, hopefully the extra rest will help me be better prepared for Monday.
When I bought groceries Friday, I bought a small ham for me and James. I also bought some Hawaiian rolls. I have the potatoes and eggs for potato salad and some green beans.
I mentioned earlier that I bought a new dress for tomorrow.
Bella and I had our photo made with the Easter Bunny.
But tomorrow isn’t about a big lunch, or a new dress, and it definitely isn’t about the Easter Bunny.
Tomorrow, is about the empty tomb, it is about Jesus resurrected. It is about a Savior who went to the cross to die a horrible death and pay the cost of our sins. It is about a Savior who even as He suffered, prayed for the forgiveness of those who drove the nails, who jeered and cursed Him, forgiveness for us, long before we were ever born, knowing we would need it.
Tomorrow, is about a stone rolled away, the tomb empty, a prophesy kept. After His resurrection, he was seen by hundreds before His ascension to Heaven.
During my life, I have made many mistakes, stumbled, fallen, failed. I am not proud of those mistakes, but I know, that I know, that I know, my sins are forgiven. I know, that He loved me enough to go to the cross. I know, He loved all, and that love, was what kept Him on that cross, not the nails. I know, that He loves me enough to take care of my needs, even when I can’t seem to take care of myself.
At my loneliest times, I find comfort in His word..
When I am tired, He is my rest. Giving me days like today, where I am still.
When I have needs, He has supplied for me. Financially right after my husband passed. Firewood at the beginning of the season. A gas pack furnace when my old one was unusable. Over time at work.
When I am afraid, He is my shelter and strength. During my cancer battle He kept me strong. When I lost my husband, He kept me calm and sane.
Tomorrow, we celebrate the resurrection, we celebrate the empty tomb, we celebrate a risen Savior.
even until the end of the age (April 20, 2014)
I was sitting here thinking. I will admit that usually that statement comes with a warning, but not this time. I was thinking about today and what it means. The following are my thoughts and beliefs, the way I feel on the topic.Easter Sunday, also known as Resurrection Sunday. A very special and holy day for Christians. Why? Because that is the day we know Christ Jesus to have arisen from the tomb. What makes that belief special and note worthy? It means that we as Christians serve a living Savior. Now I know that there are those who do not believe, who will never believe no matter what is said or shown to them. Many of us however do believe.Before you start, let me say this. The problems with Christianity is not Christianity. the problems with Christianity…is man. It is now and it always has been. From the very beginning man has tried to change the message to suit his plans and desires. That has resulted in a convoluted and corrupted message. Christianity and more importantly Christ Jesus is love. His love so great that he was born to die. His death the final payment for the sins of man. His resurrection from the grave the defeat of death. This I believe.In the Bible, we are given countless examples of Christ’s love. He preformed many miracles in healing the sick and lame, he taught the meaning of love and showed by example. Instances of people raised from death, feeding the thousands, forgiving the sinner. No, wait…. not just forgiving, but walking with them, talking with them, sharing a table with them. It did not matter how the religious looked at Him or thought of Him. He was doing what he had came for, love.One of the instructions that He gave was to love your neighbor, who is your neighbor? Everyone. Jesus himself did not cast judgement on the sinner, he reached out to them, forgave and instructed them to go and sin no more. So why do we, mere humans, think it is our right to cast judgement when Christ himself would not? But from the beginning, that is exactly what we have done and continue to do. Even if what is going on is a sin, we are not to hate the sinner. How would we ever get them to listen to what is right, if we continue to shout at them, judge and condemn them?He loved us.He was beaten, whipped, spit upon.He was nailed to a cross where He died.Placed in a borrowed tomb yet death could not hold him. There were no chains, no locks, no rocks that could hold him.On the third day He arose….alive. He IS alive.and He is with us, even until the end of the age.
Both of these are shared as written. Memories, realizations, beliefs, all because Jesus the Christ paid the price with the greatest gift. Love