Thursday, March 28, 2013

Easter Hope

This morning, I sit by the window, soaking in the sunshine that's still a bit cold to actually be in. And I reflect on the past couple weeks and the weekend to come. My husband and I have been aware of coming Easter Sunday and what that means to us personally. We'll still give a little candy (and this year pajamas for Timothy); we still dyed eggs and made bunny shaped cookies. Nothing wrong with that. Yet, as I rolled out the dough for the cookies I thought, "Oh Easter is so much more than this." It is the whole foundation to the hope I believe in.


No sweeter name than the Name of Jesus,
No sweeter name have I ever known
No sweeter name than the name of Jesus.


You are the Life to my heart and my soul
You are the Light to the darkness around me
You are the Hope to the hopeless and broken
You are the only Truth and the Way


*Lyrics by Kari Jobe

Jesus. He is the hope I believe in. Not just today or on Easter. He is the perfection that I cannot be. He is the sacrifice that is completely sufficient. Yes, he died. But do not stop there. He rose from the dead. He ROSE from the DEAD! Impossible, but so so possible for him. 

Timothy sang this song for a Palm Sunday service at our church: 


Jesus came to earth
He lived a perfect life
He died upon the cross
Then He rose from the dead
Now He is in heaven
Seated on His throne
At the right hand of the Father
Where heaven is His home

We praise You Jesus, Son of God
We praise You Jesus, Son of Man
You left Your throne of grace
To suffer in our place
So we praise You, Jesus Christ


Such simplicity, written for a child, and such life-giving truth. This is a hope worth believing in, trustworthy, and a hope that doesn't fade. A hope that doesn't end with death but where there is life no longer separated from Jesus but with him forever - no longer will we be apart. 

We watch Les Miserables this past weekend. I don't think I've ever seen it before, and the context of the songs makes it that much more moving. The finale ends with a song speaking of the hope of tomorrow.  Tomorrow comes...seems so far away, yet life is fleeting. So humbled and thankful to have Jesus and to wait in anticipation of being with him. 

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