Easter without You....

This weekend, it's meaning, what took place. It was for you....it was for us all.

He loved us that much. That he didn't want to be apart from us forever, he couldn't bear it, so he took our place, in the Atonement and Sacrifice for sin's death sentence. And conquered death. In that, he conquered death for you, your death. He knew I couldn't bear to be apart from you, so he made a way for us to be together again. One day. One glorious day, ahead in time....I will see you again. Because of his painful death on that cross, he beat death. HE took away the sting of death, eternal death at least. Death still stings while we are here waiting for our new home.

Moms pick out Easter dresses for their daughters, they sparkle their toes pink together in a salon somewhere for their Sunday best tomorrow and I, alone without my girl, listen to them as they giggle and sneak smiles at each other, they lay out little sandals or shoes for the morning and maybe they are putting in those precious spongy pink rollers in soft tousled hair tonight for the perfect fancy curls that will follow come sunrise....but I am not. And it makes me miss you. And ache for you. Here with me. I miss my girl. My little girl who would love things fancy and pink and hold my hand while we walk to church tomorrow with our sparkly toes....

Your brothers are my sweet blessings here on earth. I love them dearly. Yet, I can't take them to get toes painted or pick out dresses with them, they are boys...they get to do boy things with your daddy and bond that way. And your absence speaks volumes to me when I want my girl to do girly things with....our bond for now, that way, has been broken....

He died so that we may live. So that you may live forever. AND that forever I will spend with you one day. I hold onto that hope when my heart is crushed, when my soul quivers in your absence. I cry out in praise of a God who would split the curtain of the Holy of Holy's just to be with me and redeem my ugly heart and bring me back to Himself, a new creation in Christ, made in His image...His death means that I can be with you again one day. It means most importantly, that I will be with Him...in His presence forevermore.

He came to make the sad untrue. All the sad that I carry in my heart today, his spilled blood makes it possible that one day all this heavy hurting will come to an end. What a glorious day....HE redeems, HE restores, HE heals and resurrects our dreadful sinful hearts to become clean and pure...He came to make all things new, US-new. Death no more....death could not hold Him down...and therefore it won't hold us down either. Any man can die, but what man can rise again? To new life? Only HIM!

While my fleshly heart longs to have you here on Easter Sunday with us, with your daddy and your brothers....I swell with the pride and joy that must be the most amazing, most wonderful peaceful and beautiful view you must have on your own Easter morning with your Savior and the angels, singing and praising the One who laid down His life for us...for you, sweet girl. My Easter heart misses you something terrible, but my Easter hope reJOYices in WHO you are with and that one day, all the sad will come untrue.

I continue to live and breathe amidst this heartache, without you, simply because of Easter. and what it means. and for the plans that the Lord has for me, to do His will, with the lot I've been given.....and I live in the amazing grace He gave me with His life. I live for Him because He died for me....

“Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes with the morning” (Psa 30:5).