While we had fun being all together, being silly, making very yummy food (thanks Mom!) and staying up late catching up on all that is going on... it's hard not to think about the defining moment in history that makes us all who we are today, as Christians.
As I walked around my mother's beautiful garden, I noticed so many signs of life starting to emerge from the ground, ready to burst with anticipation of spring's arrival.
This rose caught my attention, and I thought about the Crucifixion that was taking place, some 2,000 years ago on that very same day. My Savior died for me that day... with a crown of thorns atop his sweet head. This rose made me think of the precious blood that was poured out for me... but it was also poured out for you.
I think about the fact that after Jesus had been crucified, he was laid in a tomb, which was in a garden. I wonder if the very same roses that grew around his tomb, were the ones used to make his crown of thorns. Such a beautiful flower, yet used in the Crucifixion as a painful tool by those who sought Christ out, to see him die.
But his death brought life when he rose on the third day.
If you declare with your mouth, “Jesus is Lord,” and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved. For it is with your heart that you believe and are justified, and it is with your mouth that you profess your faith and are saved.
Thank you Lord for your sacrifice and for the gift of salvation that is open to anyone who freely accepts it.
Anyone... and Everyone. So amazing.