I’m up early on this meaningful morning. I have followed the steps of Jesus during this past Holy Week – the triumphal entry into Jerusalem last Sunday, His teachings and healings in the city, the cleansing of the temple of those who had turned “His Father’s house” into a business, preparing for Passover, the teaching of His body and blood becoming the perfect sacrifice as He celebrated the first Holy Communion with His disciples in the upper room, the betrayal, the desertion, and the denial of those closest to Him, the arrest, trial, beating, crown of thorns, being forced to carry His cross to the place of execution, Golgotha, and His forgiveness of those who had treated Him so brutally. He died for us all so we could be forgiven, but Jesus’ story didn’t end in the borrowed tomb where He was laid on that Friday.
Today, Sunday, we celebrate His resurrection. He is alive forevermore and one day will welcome me and all others who have believed in Him for their salvation to the Heavenly home He has prepared for us. Hallelujah! What a Savior!