It’s Easter.
I can’t help but stop and reflect upon my Redeemer. He is what this holiday is about. When I ponder him in my life and what his death and resurrection really mean to me, my mind wanders to all of the many times He has lifted me from the depths of darkness. I have always struggled sharing myself with others, sharing my fears and deep emotions, so at times, He was the only hope I had. When I have cried out to him in my moments of sorrow, like he did for Peter, he has done for me and stretched out his hand to keep me from sinking. Time and time again. I can’t tell you enough how much his consistency has meant to me.
Real happiness, peace, unconditional love, knowledge and understanding … He is all of those things. I find my strength and value in Him and His endless love and service to me.
Forever grateful!!
Happy Easter.
