Sunday, April 24, 2011

Waiting

When the women were waiting to visit the tomb on Sunday morning, they expected to see a dead body. They didn't know what to think when they got there. They did not have to mourn long.

When my mother died unexpectedly 10 years ago, laying her in the grave hit me with its permanence. I will spend half my life without her. That seems like such a long time.

But, when I reach eternity, this waiting will be a blink of an eye. That's what the power of the resurrection means to me.

Thank you Jesus for dying and rising again, so that I can have hope of sweet reunion.

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