Indeed, we felt we had received the sentence of death. But this happened that we might not rely on ourselves but on God, who raises the dead.
2 Corinthians 1:9
The Good News, indeed!
Easter Sunday may be over, but you know what a friend of mine recently reminded me of? The Jesus of Resurrection Sunday is the same Jesus every day. Jesus does not change. God does not change.
Miracles are not limited to holy weeks or holidays.
The Bible is filled with God raising people from the dead. Check out this fun little list just to get an idea.
Resurrections don’t stop there. They happen daily within ourselves. Remember Romans 6:23. We are reminded that we were dead in our transgressions in Ephesians 2:1 too and Jesus saved us.
Let’s get personal.
I was dead before I came to Christ. He was chasing me throughout my childhood, but I never took his hand. I kept hiding, thinking I was too broken and dirty to be loved by such a Good and Gracious God. I became a zombie.
Do you know what that’s like?
Smiling on the outside while dying on the inside? Feeling like any moment the facade you’ve put up is going to crumble at your feet and you’ll be left with the twisted innards exposed that you have worked so painstakingly hard to hide?
That was me. Going to school. Working. On the outside I looked like I had it all together: good grades, getting high reviews at work, loved by family and friends… but the inside was numb and separated from God. That separation, that was my death.
Then God called me by name and I finally listened.
And my world exploded into one of light and life.
This morning I pray the Lord above brings anything that is dead in you back to life. I pray that if you’re going through the motions like I was that you stop and accept the loving embrace of the Lord. Listen for that still small voice, my friends. It’s there.
With great blessings and love,