There's nothing like a box of resurrection eggs to set the tone of your heart. There's nothing like children discussing the meaning of the contents of each egg with such assured faith and understanding to redirect your spirit. There's nothing like a carton of resurrection eggs to bring out the reminder of why we can live a life full of hope. Sometimes I amaze myself how I can allow my mind to wander into the realm of itself! I allow my fears and shortcomings to direct my attention away from what I know to be truth, what I know to be real, what I know to be forever. It seems that the trials I face are too big or too much of my own doing to be put at the feet of Jesus. I feel like I am constantly wooed by the things of this earth that are temperal and just....not true. I flirt with those things that take me from what I have known to be true.
I have found myself, this week, with my heart turned towards the sacrifice that was made on my behalf. I have had somewhat of an attitude adjustment when those doubts creep in. I have been reminded. I have been encouraged. I have been directed that when I feel those doubts encroaching on my life to replace it with a BUT GOD....
BUT GOD....is my strength. I can endure all things.
BUT GOD....loves those who hate us, No one can rob me of joy.
BUT GOD....knows my every need, I need not worry about any of them.
BUT GOD....forgives and forgets even when I fail Him daily.
BUT GOD....has the power to change lives, no matter!
BUT GOD....is faithful, He will not disappoint me.
BUT GOD....is in control of all the details of my life,(even those that seem trivial)
BUT GOD....knows my future and has a special plan for my life.
BUT GOD....knows my shortcomings and still desires me
BUT GOD....desires to complete me and use me
BUT GOD....loves me, despite of me
BUT GOD....died for me, overcame the grave, and lives to love.
I love the lyrics to Matt Mahr's song: I have found myself playing and replaying it. It reminds me of the power I have in the ressurection of the cross. It reminds me of his unending love and desire for me!
I flirt with the world
It steals my love for You
My fear grips my faith
And I am left unmoved
Your gaze stops my heart
Your voice fills the dark
Your love is the spark that lights this life
So we rise
Out of the depths you cry
Come and be satisfied
Father, You sing
Father, You sing over Your children
You quiet the storm
Inside my shipwrecked soul
Your spirit will lead
It calls the wayward home
At the sound of Your name
Our sin is washed away
In Christ we're crucified
In You we die, in You we rise
Out of the depths you cry
Come and be satisfied
Father, You sing
Father, You sing over Your children
Let us see through Your eyes
We are Your great delight
Father You sing
Father, You sing over Your children
And we're singing along
Your daughters and sons
We're singing Your song
We are Your children
Out of the depths you cry
Come and be satisfied
Father, You sing
Father, You sing over Your children
Let us see through Your eyes
We are Your great delight
Father, You sing
Father, You sing over Your children
Of course the best thing about doing Ressurection Eggs is anticipating that last egg...the empty egg. For "Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your sting?" HE HAS RISEN, HE HAS RISEN INDEED!
