"God sent His Son,
They called Him Jesus.
He came to love heal and Forgive
He lived and died, to buy my pardon.
An empty grave is there to prove,
My Savior LIVES!!!"
This was my granny's favorite hymn. I sang it to her many times over the course of her last days 3 years ago. She was fighting 'life's final war with pain.' Those days were rough. I soaked in every moment that I held her hand, brushed her hair, and put on her beloved lipstick. I miss my granny more than ever.
I am so thankful that her death did 'give way to victory.' She is sitting at Jesus's feet today.
All my life my grandparents and parents taught me about Jesus. They shared with me His love and His ultimate sacrifice. I grew-up knowing all about Him. I am thankful for that upbringing and for the foundation that provided me. A foundation that I never knew was so important until this past year.
I struggled with my faith bad this year. It was rough. In the midst of it all, Jesus reminded me of His blood, the torn veil, and an everlasting, once-and-for-all sacrifice that He gave for me!
Because of all of these,
"I can face tomorrow"
"All fear is gone"
"I know He holds the future"
But most importantly, because of all this I can celebrate today. Not because of who I am or anything I did, but because of Who He is and everything He did. Most importantly though, I can celebrate BECAUSE HE LIVES!!!