Easter is a glorious day. A glorious reminder that Jesus is alive every day of the year. I am overwhelmed by His goodness today...
Because He suffered for me.
Because He died, so I could live with Him forever.
Because He didn't stay in the grave and is alive, so I can walk with Him.
Because He offers peace, joy and life every day and forever.
Because He is actively working and drawing me into a closer relationship.
Because He saves those I love and pray for.
Because He saved me.
On Good Friday we went on our first cross walk. Our church met for a hike to downtown carrying a large cross on wheels, praying and talking to bystanders about Jesus. My husband walked with the cross for around a mile. It was definitely a powerful experience and I have jotted down a few thoughts that ran through his mind...
Everyone is looking at me. But no one is spitting, yelling or calling me names.
My back and shoulder are killing me. But I am not bloody, bruised or broken.
I am really tired and ready to stop. But Jesus suffered through it until death.
I feel strange. But Jesus was not ashamed.
My husband maybe caught a very small glimpse of Christ's experience. But it will forever change his perspective of Good Friday. His shoulder is still hurting. And as you can tell from the picture Grace couldn't have been more proud of her daddy.
Happy Easter from our family to yours!!