Easter

This is an exciting time of year.  The grass is beginning to green after months of being buried in the snow.  The bare trees are portraying signs of life with tiny buds (soon to be leaves a plenty) growing on their once frozen, lifeless branches.

I am feeling somewhat rejuvenated, seeing the sunshine and feeling a resemblance of warmth in the temperatures anywhere above 55 degrees.  I’m excited to get out and work in the yard, mowing the lawn, and planting flowers.

(In CA, spring has sprung, we’re still waiting in ID, but it’s coming—knock on wood :)

As I look forward to Easter tomorrow, a favorite scripture of mine comes to mind.  In the Book of Mormon it says:

And if Christ had not risen from the dead, or have broken the bands of death that the grave should have no victory, and that death should have no sting, there could have been no resurrection.

But there is a resurrection,  Therefore the grave hath no victory, and the sting of death is swallowed up in Christ.

He is the light and the life of the world; yea, a light that is endless, that can never be darkened; yea, and also a life which is endless, that there can be no more death.  (Mosiah 16:7-9)

 

I don’t want to take away from Christ’s suffering in Gethsemane, or the pain on the cross.  I have reaped the blessings of His succoring, and have been able to rely on Him in my times of pain and trials; knowing without a doubt He understood me.  I do, however, love that at Easter time especially, I can focus and take comfort in knowing that because that tomb was empty, that Christ had risen from the dead, each of us will experience that same miracle.