We have a new Saturday morning routine. My husband cooks bacon outside and I fix the eggs inside We then meet on the porch for a nice, quiet, easy start to our day.
This morning, as I finished breakfast, as I sipped my morning tea, I reflected on these times. Routines broken. New ones established. Jobs lost. New opportunities arise. Staying at home. More time enjoyed with family. Many people are taking this same time to make their own personal reflections.
As we look forward to tomorrow, Easter Sunday, let us reflect on the magnitude of that time, of that event. Jesus crying out in the Garden. “Your will be done, Father.” (Matthew 26:39) Jesus, dying on the cross, taking upon Himself the wrath of God on our behalf. Jesus declaring, ” It is finished!” (John 19:30) as He breathed His last. Our acceptance of His precious blood shed at the cross, we breathe new life because of His sacrifice. The resurrection, overcoming the grave, victory over death, as He ascended into heaven and is seated at the right hand of God.
Our hope, as we reflect today, is that Jesus died and rose victorious, that we might live… today, tomorrow and for all eternity, praising Him as we proclaim, “Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord! Hosanna in the highest!” (Matthew 21:9)