This is a hard day for me. It always has been. My heart breaks when I look at the cross, at what they did to someone I love, at what I did to someone I love. All I can do is say, "Thank you, Jesus. Thank you, thank you. Your love is more than I can fathom.
On a gorgeous spring day, I go to church to mourn, to remember, to express my love and gratitude. Oh, the beautiful, wonderful, terrible day. (I think there's a song like that. If not, there should be.)
Another thought, not far away in the back of my mind, wanting to flutter its way out is a wonderful truth. The singer Carmen put it this way, "Sunday's On the Way."
May I extend to all of you my wishes for a happy Easter season. May we all shed the grave clothes and come out to a glorious New Day in the Lord.
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