I cannot find the words to fully express my feelings for what He did for me.
I don’t deserve this. I never will.
But I’ll try.
My family has gone for years. In fact, we have congregated with the same people for all of my life. All around me, I could see the great things He did. People were so joyful in good times and bad times. It seemed like just knowing Him made everything better.
I knew Him most of my life. He has influenced so many of the people that surround me, that love me, and that have helped me become who I am. He’s amazing.
Today, we remember His death. We remember the way He was taken. It was brutal. No one should go through that. But He went through it… for me.
For you.
For all of us.
Today, yes, we remember His death, but we celebrate His life. Today, we remember His resurrection!
I breathe, I walk, I speak, I write, and I do everything because of Him. Because He died for me, I can live.
I fall and I fail over and over and over. It is because He died for me, that Jesus Christ died for me that I can be forgiven for being the messed up person that I can be.
And I have to remember to forgive when other people mess up. I can screw up really bad, and He forgives me. He forgives you.
Today, we celebrate His resurrection! Happy Easter everyone! And forgive others as He forgives us!