"He is not here, for He has risen..." Matthew 28:6
The summer of 1998 was life changing for me. It was in August of this year that I gave my heart, and my life to my wonderful savior Jesus Christ. I grew up thinking that relatives who spoke of Jesus, who read their Bible faithfully, who encouraged me to attend church and seek God were the strangest people I knew. My body would immediately bristle when my father would give me a cassette tape of a Bible teaching or give me a scripture to read, or when he would tell me yet again another cool thing he had learned about Jesus.
I try very hard to live my life without regrets, but not seeking the truth about God earlier is one that I will have to live with. Thankfully He restores what the locusts have eaten.
On this glorious day I rejoice with all of you. Jesus is not dead. He is alive.
And because of this miraculous day, so am I.