I am beyond grateful for this perfect act of love. I am not worthy. I have done nothing to deserve it. But that's not the point. The most selfless act of unimaginable self-sacrifice was demonstrated in the purest form of love is the point. Because you are loved. Because I am loved.
I wanted to cry all day long because the most glorious day Believers celebrate seemed essentially silent. We drove to our church to pick up gifts the church wanted to present to our kids in drive-by fashion. Along the way we passed church after church with empty parking lots. The doors were shut and no praises to be heard.
We of course did our own family service: read the story of Jesus arising, watched some videos of church worship, and listened to our pastor's Easter Sunday lesson via the YouTube. However, I am longing for the day when I can sing praises to the Mighty King with fellow believers shouting loud and proud. Until then these verses ring true as well:
Luke 19:40 “I tell you,” he replied, “if they keep quiet, the stones will cry out.” 1 Chronicles 16:33
Let the trees of the forest sing, let them sing for joy before the LORD, for he comes to judge the earth.
Isaiah 55:12
“For you shall go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and the hills before you shall break forth into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.
I wrote this last year on Instagram. Thank God this year was very different.
This year we were apart of a small parade cheering and singing through the grounds of a retirement home. We attended a wedding joining two very special God fearing people ready to serve Jesus faithfully. We devoured delicious donuts and candy. The youngest might have reached hyperglycemia levels.
Most importantly we praised Jesus's life with joyful community. Easter Sunday was full of beauty and life. Never before have we been more grateful for the freedom to praise our Savior for his amazing love. May we never take this gift for granted.
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