My favorite part of Easter is sunrise service. The church I am working at doesn't normally do one, so this year I decided to do my own. I took my Bible, notebook, coffee, phone, and sleeping bag out the the Arberetum and picked a spot to get comfy. I pulled up my HouseFM app on my phone and pushed play. I snuggled up with my coffee and sleeping bag and let the morning take over.
These were my thoughts as I sat there.
As I wait for the sun to rise
I try to imagine how Mary felt.
He said He would rebuild in three days
But what does that mean when we watched Him die?
I sit with great anticipation and I know the cross is not the end but the beginning.
How did they even have emotions left after the events on Friday?
I sit with excitement and joy over what this day means.
With the rising of the son I have another chance to get it right.
With the rising of the son I get to celebrate in the light because redemption has won.
Its as if the birds know what this sunrise means, as they flit around in the joy of a new day.
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