Early morning garden … new beauty unfolding … promises of new life abundant in the morning’s coolness.
He encourages me with this hope.
Easter Saturday … we ache at the thought of His redemptive pain … He suffered to make us clean … He did this for us … we wait for tomorrow’s promised return … He WILL rise from this darkness … His light will stay with us forever … He promises.
He encourages me with HIS hope.
This is not any old Saturday, my friends … no, it’s definitely not. Unspeakable beauty … it’s unfolding … it is … stand in awe … be silent … be encouraged.
Thanks for growing with me. ❤
“Christ will suffer and rise from the dead on the third day, and repentance and forgiveness of sins will be preached in his name.” (Luke 24:46-47)