I think this Easter has really taught me something, something different than previously. It is easy to just go through the motions of major holidays, listening to the same scripture over and over again. But sometimes…it hits us differently. In a new way.
This Easter, I learned a lot about the three separate days of Christ’s death, burial, and resurrection. We know the story of his death, how on Friday he sacrificed his life for us. Then was laid in the tomb and rose again on Sunday. But what happened on Saturday. Saturday consisted of a lot of darkness. It was without hope, without courage, and had a lot of fear. But Sunday…Sunday came with glory. Renewed, certain hope in the Lord, courage in the Savior, and freedom from fear. I like to think that I live like a “Sunday” person…but the truth is, the majority of the time I don’t.
The majority of the time, I’m stuck on Saturday. Stuck in the mentality that God can’t possibly care for me, or hear my heart. My hope is weak, my courage non existent, and my fear at the forefront of my heart.
So this Easter, I’m learning to be live on Sunday…to live fully in the promise of the cross, that He died so I can live freely from that all encompassing fear. Full of Hope. Full of Courage. Full of Him.
Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In his great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead... 1 Peter 1:3
Living He loved me
Dying He saved me
Buried He carried
My sins far away
Rising He justified
One day He’s coming
Oh Glorious Day…