I'm sitting here at my computer, with the window open, listening to my girls swing back and forth on the swing set. They are giggling, singing songs and playing pretend.
The cool breeze is blowing over my arms as I'm typing and I hear the song birds in the distance.
It is Good Friday.
The day that Christ died on the cross for my sins, so that I could be forgiven and have everlasting life.
Today, over 2000 years ago, a man, Christ Jesus, was crucified on a cross. A cross, with nails bore into His hands and feet. A man died for me. He died for my girls. He died for my family. He died for you.
And because he died for me, I'm free.
Like everyone else this Easter holiday, I will be making preparations for Easter... dying eggs, gathering goodies for the Easter basket and planning a huge dinner for my family.
Yet, I won't forget the cross. The beautiful cross that is a symbol of my salvation.
very cool, thanks Erica for the reminder!
ReplyDeleteWell said Erica! Have a blessed Easter!!
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely post.
ReplyDeleteSuzie Sews