What a Wonderful Savior What a Wonderful Easter

As I’m sitting here Easter morning alone with no plans but to enjoy time with my cats, clean a little, watch Netflix and Sunday church service, I’m sad at the fact that this is my reality for my favorite holiday of the year. Alone.

I love Easter. I love church service and pretty dresses and crawfish with my family, but this year .. it’s different.

Truthfully, I’ve felt sorry for myself. I’ve cried many tears within the last few weeks for many reasons really, but today because I’m a healthcare worker I feel like I’m being punished. I feel like I’m giving of myself by doing what I do in the middle of a pandemic, but I’m being punished by not being able to see the people I care about most on my favorite holiday, and part of me wants to take it personally. Part of me is upset that instead of going to my mom and dad’s for strawberry crepes for breakfast and crawfish for lunch it’s being delivered to me instead, and I’ll eat it alone. Part of me is angry that I’m still getting on social media and seeing people gather together with people they love while this virus is still very much alive and real while my family is complying with the rules. Part of me is envious and sad and heartbroken.

But as I sit here in the quiet this Sunday morning my heart is reminded to be still. My heart is reminded I’m not alone. I’m reminded that today isn’t about me or my plans anyway. It’s never been about that. It’s about a savior who died for me many years ago and rose again so I could have new beginnings, so I could have a relationship with God, so I could know the Father. He gave himself fully for me.

Nails may have kept Him on the cross for awhile, but LOVE is what emptied the grave that day.

Love is what resurrected.

Today is more than Easter dresses and food with family.

It’s about Jesus.

Hello perspective change.

When I put on my music as I started cleaning up I typically put it on shuffle. Instead of some country song or Backstreet Boys song, “Jesus What a Savior” by The Housefires blared within the walls of my kitchen.

No coincidence.

“I’ve never known a love like yours.

Jesus what a savior, what a brother, what a friend. Lifter of the lowly. God you meet me where I am.

Your love knows no boarders. Knows no walls. You’re constantly moving towards me with open arms.

I’ve never known a love like yours.

Hallelujah. Hallelujah. What a beautiful way you’ve showed us.

Hallelujah. Hallelujah. What a wonderful savior.”

What a wonderful Savior.

What a wonderful Easter.