May Friday’s agony and Saturday’s despair whisper the comfort that only an incarnated God can give—because He gets what it’s like to be dust and desire and wailing questions.
May the golden moon anchor you to colossal, ancient faithfulness and steadiness. May fresh greens in landscapes remind you that winter is not forever. May wide smiles of strangers and children warm you.
And I don’t know words big enough to bless your Easter, but may light and love shine on your face and dab away your tears. May your heart be strong to run toward the hole that held so much sorrow, and your eyes see folded linen, peace, and power stronger than death. May that power enliven you today.
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What a beautiful blessing! May you enjoy the same. Linda Rose