“The crack of dawn on
Easter morning was the sound of chains falling away.”—Steven James
The most precious gift in
the world is to be allowed to be in Christ…being along with Him where His is
and in what He does because of the cross and because of the empty tomb, and for
Christ to be in us.
He died alone. But His Father raised Him from the
dead. Community was begun again as
the family reunited and began to expand immediately. Now we can live from a whole different perspective. I came across this saying this week
which sure sounds like the Easter difference to me:
“They tried to bury
us. They didn’t know we were
seeds.” --Mexican Proverb
Hallelujah! He is risen, risen indeed. And life will never been the same.
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