Sunday, April 5, 2015

Happy Easter!!!!!!

for several years. I have found as long as I look to God to show me that instead of me trying to figure it out I am much better off. As we celebrate Easter today it is not about bunnies, candy, Easter baskets, or egg hunts. Today is about how our Savior Jesus Christ died on the cross and rose 3 days later to overcome death and wash us clean of our sins. If I have been trying to figure out what being myself to God really means it were not for Jesus we would all be Satins minions. I for one know That God is my true father, I do have an earthly father that I love very much and owe so much to for putting up for my spurts of being a typical teen and thinking I know more than anyone else. When thinking of and celebrating today just remember what this day stands for. One thing I always did with my children on Easter I would fill one plastic egg with some special jelly beans and would sit and tell them the reason that we celebrate this day we would sit and I would do the jelly bean poem/Prayer.
Red is for the blood
He gave Green is for the grass He made,
Yellow is for the sun so bright,
Orange is for the edge of night,
Black is for the sins that were made,
White is for the grace He gave.
Purple is for the hour of sorrow,
Pink is for the new tomorrow.
A bag full of jelly beans, Colorful and sweet,
Is a Prayer…Is a Promise…Is an Easter treat




When thinking of today this song is the perfect one to listen to. The name of the song is called the End of the Beginning by David Phelps




I was taking a trip on a plane the other day, just wishin' that I could get out.
When the man next to me saw the book in my hand and asked me what it was about.
So I settled back in my seat. "A best-seller," I said, "a hist'ry and a myst'ry in one."
Then I opened up the book and began to read from Matthew, Mark, Luke and John...


He was born of a virgin one holy night in the little town of Bethlehem.
Angels gathered 'round Him underneath the star singing praises to the great I AM.


He walked on the water, healed The lame, and made the blind to see again.
And for the first time here on earth we learned that God could be a friend.
And though He never, ever did a single thing wrong, the angry crowd chose Him.
And then He walked down the road
 and died on the cross and that was the end...of the beginning."


"That's not a new book, that's a Bible," he said, "And I've heard it all before.
I've tried religion, it's shame and guilt, and I don't need it anymore.
It's superstation, made-up tales, just to help the weak to survive."
"Let me read it again," I said, "But listen closely. This is gonna change your life."


"He was born of a virgin one holy night in the little town of Bethlehem.
Angels gathered 'round Him underneath the star singing praises to the great I AM.


He walked on the water, healed the lame, and made the blind to see again.
 And for the first time here on earth we learned that God could be a friend.
And though He never, ever did a single thing wrong, the angry crowd chose Him.And then He walked down the road and died on the cross and that was the end...of the beginning."


"The end of the beginning?" he said with a smile."What more could there be?
 He's dead. \You said they hung Him, put nails in His hands
 and a crown of thorns on His head." I said, "I'll read it again,
but this time there's more.


And I believe that this is true: His death wasn't the end but the beginning of life that's completed in you. Don't you see, He did all this for you..."


"He was born of a virgin one holy night in the little town of
Bethlehem. All the angels singing praises to the great I AM.
He walked on the water, healed the lame, and made the blind to see.
And for the first time here on earth, did you know that God could be a friend?
And though He never, ever did a single thing wrong, He was the one the crowd chose
. And then He walked and He died, but three days later, three days later, three days later...
He rose! Three days later He rose!


You see, He came, He lived, and He died, but that was the end of the beginning

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