Happy Monday. I hope you had a blessed Easter.
Mine was sweet as I had some of my children and grandchildren sitting at my lunch table.
This season seems to be unusually full of talk about Christianity, Heaven, etc. on TV and elsewhere, a good thing for sure.
Because I taught a lesson Sunday on the trial, crucifixion, death, and resurrection of Jesus, my mind has been consumed also with the old, yet ever new story.
Two things in particular have captured me.
First, as I read how Jesus had the last supper with twelve of His closest followers, washed their feet, took them to the sacred place of prayer in Gethsemane, I see myself.
When they should have been fervent in prayer, they slept, they failed.
Second, I find it is so hard to realize that in Jesus’ hardest time of six hours on the cross until He gave up His spirit, the Father turned His back on Jesus. Mark 15:34
He truly made the magnificent sacrifice–alone!
So that we never have to be alone! Ever! And our past is pardoned and our future secure in knowing Jesus.
And because of Easter, the resurrection, we have an eternal hope.
As Max Lucado pictures it:
“Someday God will wipe away your tears.
The hands that stretched the heavens will touch your cheeks.
The hands that circled in agony as the Roman spike cut through
Will someday cup your face and brush away your tears.