Sunday is here. I often think of the despair and heartache the disciples felt on Friday as they watched Jesus on the cross. Taking His last breath, I imagine they looked on in disbelief. How could this have happened? The Messiah they had waited for, dead. Hope for freedom, gone. As they retreated to their safe place of hiding, I imagine they would have felt a heartache so deep, they felt it to the depths of their soul. As I read the gospels, I want to scream at them to hold on because hope is not lost. We know what … Continue reading Because He lives.
He is not here, for he has risen, as he said. Come, see the place where he lay – Matthew 28:6 Resurrection Sunday. First came the pain of Friday, then came the victory of Sunday. After three days of silence and darkness, the grave is empty and death has been defeated. Jesus has conquered the final battle, death, and made a way for freedom and eternal life for us. It sounds crazy, this tale that a man would lay dead for three days and then be resurrected back to life and raised to heaven. But this isn’t a crazy story … Continue reading Minute devotions: He is Risen.
Easter is here. It feels like we barely got through Christmas and New Year, and now the hot cross buns are all over the place and Easter eggs have become a staple at every meal, and in some cases, replacing the meal itself. That could just be me, but whatever, it’s still food, right? The shopping centres are pulsing with people rushing around trying to get their shopping done and pick up excessive amounts of chocolate to hand out to people. You would think the apocalypse is coming with the way people are running around the grocery isles. Needless … Continue reading My Easter heart