Today is Easter. Jesus was crucified on Friday, and three days later, the tomb his body was put in was found empty! He was not dead. He was alive!
I am reminded of so much today. Only three short years ago, Ian still had his black stiff fingers and toes. I remember lying in bed the night before Easter; my earnest prayers, begging God to turn those black fingers and feet pink again. I believed wholeheartedly that I’d wake up Easter morning to see his hands and feet healed completely.
Although God did not answer my prayers the way I wanted him to, He did answer them when he healed Ian through his amputations three months later. His ways are not my ways. Thankfully.
As we sat in church this morning, I was filled with overwhelming thanksgiving. After the communion bread and juice came by, I looked down at Ian’s and my hands. I now grab two of each, and hold them for both of us until its time. Isn’t this a beautiful photo? He is holding our bread, and I am holding our juice. Together. I’m so grateful.
There is so much to be thankful for! We have families, friends, homes, clothes, and good food. We have Jesus! He made the ultimate sacrifice for us, dying for our sins so that we can be made right with God. Happy Easter, friends!