"Each of us will have our own Fridays...We will experience those broken times.
No matter how dark our Friday, Sunday will come."
-Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin
As I woke this morning, I woke to the thought of Easter.
Will I have and Easter basket waiting for me?
I should have bought a new Easter outfit, what was I thinking?
And then I thought of my Savior.
A thought that should have come first, for He is the reason for our celebration.
As we all go about our days, whether spent with friends or family, may we take a moment and bask in the glory of our Savior and Redeemer. Who on this day rose from the grave, three days after atoning for the sins of the world.
Atoning for me.
Taking on the things that I cannot bear.
Feeling those heartaches and heartbreaks that life brings.
Feeling those times of loneliness.
Taking away my sins and shortcomings.
There have been many moments in my life where I have felt like there was no hope.
Moments of extreme loneliness, many because of heartbreak.
Moments where the thoughts of the world tower over me, and I truly feel not good enough.
Moments that no one will ever truly understand.
He knows my deepest sorrows.
He knows my greatest joys.
In the darkest moments, I have felt the loving and ever understanding arms of my Savior, embrace me as a mother would embrace her child.
I have experienced His hope and mercy wash over me, bringing light to the darkness.
I have felt His atoning sacrifice take hold of my life.
Taking hold of those things that would keep me from His presence.
I have felt the peace that only true repentance can bring.
And I have felt His love.
I know in the deepest part of my soul that Jesus Christ, the son of God, lives.
Although He was crucified and laid in a tomb, three days later He arose.
And He lives.
He lives today and forever.
Jesus Christ is my Savior and Redeemer.
He is my brother.
He is my truest friend.
How grateful I am to know the truthfulness of His gospel on this earth today.
How grateful I am for his love for me, that he would atone for my sins and die so that I may live again.
How grateful I am that He lives.
May your lives be ever blessed with the knowledge of the love your Savior has for you.
Regardless of your thoughts, beliefs, lifestyle.
He cares for you.
He loves you.
He knows you.
"Oh, sweet the joy this sentence gives:
I know that my Redeemer lives."
I Know that My Redeemer Lives