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on cloud nine

So I have never fully experienced Easter. I mean, I have had the big ham dinner (very kosher of course!) and I have done the Easter egg hunts (I prefer walnut hunts), I have even bought the little egg coloring kits to make my own "Easter eggs". But for all the times I have said, "Happy Easter", I have never understood the true meaning of the statement nor why we say it.
So this morning, instead of going to the sunrise service, I found a quiet bench outside and read my Bible. I read through the four accounts of the resurrection and found myself thinking about a sermon that Brian Kay gave a year back about the necessity of the resurrection. Why the death of Jesus was not the whole story. And I realized the point of Easter. (For those of you who realized this years ago, bear with me, I take awile to get some things.) Easter is the day we set asided in our year to truly reflect and celebrate that our Savior is Victorious. He not only died, but he defeated death and is seated at the right hand of the Father. He is powerful. He told His disciples after His resurrection that all power had been given unto Him and they were to go out into the world preaching His great news of new life. Not a temporary life, but the one we were created for.
So after reflecting on this amazing thought, I walked over to church filled with the greatest joy. And can I tell you? I was SO BLESSED by the sermon. Never, in my 7 months of being here, have I heard a sermon that so clearly presented the Gospel. The sermon was on Isaiah 53 and how Jesus' death and life, His resurrection was all a part of the plan of God. The plan of redemption. What a blessed thing to celebrate!

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