We just recently celebrated the glory story of Easter. The story of Jesus who died for us but also came back to life as He promised to us!
There is big gaps of months between Easter and the next big holiday for Christians—Christmas.
The holidays where we celebrate the birth of Jesus and the death of Jesus.
There are many moments, many days, many hours between Easter and Christmas. Many days full of the mundane. Many days filled with mystery. Days filled with the sacred and the secular.
This Easter I was extra excited to celebrate the story of the cross. I had the incredible blessing of spending ten amazing days in Israel a few weeks prior to Easter. I was able to walk in the stories of Jesus. To sit where Jesus taught the sermon on the mount. To ride a boat on the Sea of Galilee where Jesus calmed a storm with just a word.
To imagine Jesus saying to Peter, come, walk on this water.
I saw the birthplace of Jesus. I was able to touch the well where Jesus offered the woman Living water.
The Bible came alive in a whole new way. I felt like I was living the pages of the Bible. I loved EVERYTHING (especially the food!). But the crowning moment for me was our last day in Jerusalem when I knew we were headed to Golgotha and then the Garden Tomb. I could hardly wait. Another special gift was that we would be going to those places on my 34th birthday. Talk about the most incredible birthday ever.
Friends, that first glimpse of Golgotha, the place where Jesus was crucified to take on the sins of the world, took my breath away.
Good Friday would not be worth celebrating without the promise of Easter Sunday.
The cross without the empty tomb would be hopeless without hope.
But God. God is a promise keeper. I love Matthew 28:6, “He is not here for He has risen as He said.” (ESV)
I wept when I walked inside the empty tomb.
Friends, we are dreamers. The enemy of our souls wants to steal, kill and destroy our desires to dream, our boldness to dream God-sized dreams, and our passion to dream. Insecurities and doubts come. Darkness falls on the calling that once seemed so full of light.
Many times everything about a dream can look dead in the natural.
But we serve a God of resurrection. A God who is always working behind the scenes. Even when Jesus was in a grave for three days, God was working in the waiting.
There was a resurrection.
We have the chance to live Easter every day. To keep walking alive even when it seems easier to let our dreams die. And when we do experience a death of a dream, to celebrate that we have a God who resurrects.
Brings back to life.
How can you celebrate the Easter story in your daily stories?
Shared by: Jennifer Hand