Sunday, April 24, 2011

It’s a Hallelujah kinda day…


When I woke up this morning I was over come with emotion. I felt so small in comparison to the enormity of the significance of the day. I realized that today millions of Christians were waking up and would prepare to head out to corporate gatherings of believers to celebrate Christ’s resurrection. The world wide observation of the most important day in the life of Christians everywhere was under way.

Even though our skies were gray and dreary, my thoughts were of that first Easter morning. I believe that when Christ died on the cross, and the skies were dark and foreboding, that it was the bleakest of all days – ever! So, it only stands to reason that the first Resurrection Morning was bright and picture perfect! It was the greatest day!!!!

I think back to the handful of people who rushed to tomb where Jesus had been laid to rest just a couple of days before. Both the men and the women who arrived there were met with disbelief. They saw the man, Jesus, die on the cross. They saw him be taken down and placed in the tomb and buried. Their loss was overwhelming…he was dead! Now, his body was gone! If confusion and heartache wasn’t at it’s height before, it was now.

Then, Jesus revealed himself – ALIVE! Imagine it…ALIVE! I know that my own father passed away due to cancer…he was buried. If he revealed himself to me just a few days later, I would have been beside myself because dead is dead. You could not have kept me quiet or kept me from running to tell of the miraculous resurrection! But this was Jesus, the Son of God was ALIVE, after suffering the most shameful and gruesome death known to mankind – It was a Hallelujah kinda day! Eternity was forever changed.

So, even though I am small in comparison to the significance of the day…this day was for me! It was for you! Regardless of our perceived insignificance, Jesus did it all for each of us – individually.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

He Loves Me - He Loves Me Not - He Loves Me


My personal favorite flowers are Daisies. They are so simple and sweet with their beautiful bright white petals that surround the brilliant sunshine yellow center. I love how they look when they grow wild and a gentle breeze causes them to sway in tandem against a hill of vibrant green grass. This sight takes my breath away every time I see it!

I remember when I was a young girl playing the "He loves me, he loves me not" game. It was with my very first crush while in fifth grade. His name was Tim. One by one I pulled each petal off the small white daisy, asking the two questions alternately – He loves me – He loves me not. I was so excited when I got my answer…He loved me! Tim asked me to wear his ID bracelet a few days later. I was broken hearted when a few months had past and he wanted his bracelet back. It was over. He loved me not!

Even though my first go at the He loves me – He loves me not game was a complete and utter failure – I tried it again, then again, and yet again. I thought that this sweet little flower was telling me the truth. I was never the girl that all the guys wanted to date. The truth is I only had a few boyfriends. A couple of them were very special, yet we didn’t make it. They loved me not!

I have come to a place in my life where I see love differently than I did when I was a young girl, or even as young woman. I have the most wonderful husband now…He loves me! However, as in love as we are – I know that there is a LOVE that is greater than ours!

I came to know Jesus as my personal Savior when I was eleven. I knew that Jesus loved me…but, I didn’t understand the total and unconditional love that He has for me. It wasn’t until I was in my mid-thirties that it started to become evident that He loved me more that I had ever imagined. Jesus loved me, in spite of my mess ups! I have made many mistakes along life’s way, but Jesus remained consistent!

Daisies still are my very favorite flowers. They are exactly the same as I remember them as a young girl. Their beautiful bright white petals remind me of how the love of Jesus has washed me white as snow. Their brilliant sunshine yellow centers reminds me that I am to keep Jesus in the center of all I do, and all I am. I also know that regardless of how many petals are plucked or pulled away, that in the end, the last one will always reveal that – He loves me!