We survived the last supper, the crucifixion, the waiting period, and it is here…the day of resurrection…Easter Sunday!
It has been said before and is worth repeating:
It is not that Jesus lived and died but that He died and lives! Happy Easter.
“Why is it called good Friday when it commemorates the crucifixion of Jesus?”
This is a question asked over and over again.
Indeed, though the deed itself was an ugly one, some two thousand plus years ago, it was the promise of His return that held out hope and made it almost bearable to bear.
It is that hope that so many of us cling to that gives such meaning to the Easter season and all seasons before and after.
It is that hope, that some day we will see Him face to face, as His disciples did after that heartbreaking Friday. That hope carries us through to Easter Sunday.
You know how some days can have that extra special zip? Well, my Sunday was like that. It started out in church even before the service began. Three people came down the aisle to the front row; a mother in her wheelchair wheeled by her son, followed by her daughter-in-law. The man and wife were in their very early mid years; the mother probably in her late eighties. It was touching to see how, with great care, the young man eased his mother out of the wheel chair.. she trembling with the effort to stand…and guided her to the pew where his wife waited to put her arm around her mother-in-law. The whole scene was one of gentleness, love and dedication. Wow!
The second “wow” came in the sermon, “How Small is Small?” This included the parable of the mustard seed (Matthew 13:31-35). I’m not about to print the sermon or try to preach one, but I can tell you I know of five scriptures written about the mustard seed. My favorite is Matthew 17:20 from which stems my own faith. People who know me know that I once had a store which I named, “The Mustard Seed Gift Shop”. My car licence plate is MSTD SD. So, yes, the sermon was another “wow”.
See this dot . ? It represents the mustard seed.
The third “WOW” came in the form of my ninth great-grandchild; a beautiful, perfectly healthy baby girl, Violet Madison. She was born into my world on Sunday also. How wonderful to have the opportunity to say with great conviction and heartfelt love, “Wow! What a Day!” TYG
(You can read more about the mustard seed in Mark 4:30-32, Luke 13:18-19, and Luke 17:5-6. “).
Do Not Worry – Matthew 6:25-27 NIV
25“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? 26Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?
Reading the above scripture led me to repost the following formula for easy living. Happy Sunday.
Drink the living water – (John 4:10)
Eat the bread of life – (John 6:35)
Wear the full armor of God – (Ephesians 6:11)
Rest in Jesus – (Matthew 11:28)
Breathe in the Holy Spirit – (John 20:22)
Give up the worry habit – (Matthew 6:25) (This one really taught me a lot!)
Laugh often – (Proverbs 17:22)
Every once in awhile a song comes along that can move us to tears…joyful or otherwise…in my opinion this is one of them. How fitting for this time of Lent. How wonderful to believe. Thank you, Jesus.
My claim to Christianity suffers much in my day to day life of trying to live up to the ideals of this religion. However, when it comes to the life and death and resurrection of Jesus, I am in awe.
Did Jesus die on a Friday? Does anyone really know? The scholars do, I’m sure, but I am not among the scholarly, and so, because I believe my early teachings, I accept that Friday it was. But what is so good about Good Friday if that was the day Jesus died his atoning death…because it was a brutal death…not good by any stretch of the imagination?
The good comes in looking forward to Easter Sunday, the day of Resurrection, that promised third day when life is restored to Jesus, the one who restored so many lives in bygone days, and died to restore so many more. What Joseph said to his brothers in Genesis 50:20: “You intended to harm me but God intended it for good to accomplish what is now being done, the saving of many lives” comes to my mind when I think of that dreadful day of crucifixion. God intended it for good. Hence…Good Friday, the precursor to Easter Sunday.
God Bless and Happy Easter.
Dear Lord, I need more energy and strength.
I seem drained and tired.
I do not seem to possess what it takes to do all that I must do.
I know that the wrong kind of thoughts can make one tired.
Change my thoughts that they may be in harmony with your power. Amen.
Norman Vincent Peale
Just another Sunday prayer.