“He is Risen.” Three of the most
beautiful words. This past week we had the opportunity to reflect on the
Resurrection of Jesus Christ, and as I pondered on the Atonement of Christ my
heart was full of gratitude. I can’t imagine what it must have been like to see
the Savior being tormented, tortured, spat upon and ridiculed. I can’t imagine
what it must have been like to feel the darkness as He ‘gave up ghost.’ I will
be forever grateful for the willingness of my Brother to endure all the pain
and anguish He went through that night. He did it for me. He did it for you. He
did it for all of us. He did it for our Father. But because Christ went through
with all that He promised to do, He was resurrected three days later. After the
death of Christ, Mary Magdalene went to the tomb. When she arrived, she found
the tomb open and an angel spoke to her. Matthew 28:5-6 reads:
“And the angel answered and said
unto the women, Fear not yee: for I know that ye seek Jesus, which was
crucified.
“He is not here. For he is risen,
as he said. Come, see the place where the Lord lay.”
“He is Risen.” For me, these
words are where I find the greatest hope. Christ overcame everything in this
life. He experienced every trial you and I will every go through. He knows how
it feels to be lonely, depressed, guilty, distant, sad, discouraged. And
because He knows perfectly, He will give us the strength, endurance and help we
need to return to our heavenly destination. I love my Savior with my whole
heart. I know He lives. He is my rock, my salvation. He is my greatest Friend.
Let Him be yours.
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