This year, Easter has never been so meaningful to me, the last 3 days have spurred some personal reflection about who I am in Jesus, remembering what He has done on the cross for us. I have not been bought with gold or silver, something perishable, rather something imperishable, the blood of Christ. I can only respond with gratitude. As Paul Baloche wrote in the song,"Offering."
The sun cannot compare to the glory of Your love
There is no shadow in Your Presence
No mortal man would dare to stand before Your throne
Before the Holy One of heaven
It's only by Your Blood and it's only through Your mercy
Lord I come
Come, see the place where the Lord lay," With joy and gladness. He does not lie there now. Weep, when ye see the tomb of Christ, but rejoice because it is empty. Thy sin slew Him, but His divinity raised Him up. Thy guilt hath murdered him, but His righteousness hath restored Him. Oh! He hath burst the bonds of death, He hath ungirt the cerements of the tomb, and hath come out more than conqueror, crushing death beneath His feet. Rejoice, O Christian, for He is not there—He is risen.
Charles Spurgeon
