I love Easter week! When I was growing up, my family would usually attend a Good Friday service in which a message was given, songs were sung...the usual. Except, we all walked out silently - silent as the grave, which was the point. My heart ached for the sorrow that came with Jesus' death. But I knew - Sunday had to come. And to quote one of my dad's favorite hymns, "Up from the grave he arose! With a mighty triumph o'er his foes! He arose the victor from the dark domain and he'll live forever with his saints to reign! He arose!" Man - it just made me want to burst with joy!
Easter Sunday became even more special to me a few years ago. After my first summer in Milwaukee, I had grown in my understanding of the Spirit-filled life - a life directed and empowered by Jesus. My life was not my own - He had died and rose again and had taken up residence in my heart. That next Easter, I could not raise my arms high enough or my voice loud enough to proclaim my gratitude. I realized how very much I deserved to be in the grave, but how great his love for me had been.
And this week, I'm realizing how shallow my view of what he has done for me really is... my thoughts usually dwell on myself and my needs or wants. Perhaps once in a while I will think of others. But Jesus is the ultimate example of selflessness. I do not understand a love that deep, but I'm praying God would deepen my knowledge.
Tonight, I was reading Romans 8 and came across verse 18: "For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is to be revealed in us." I am thankful for my resurrected Savior because my hope in him can never fail and his glory will never fade.