I love Easter. Everything is so bright and happy. The flowers are starting to bloom, the grass is turning green again, the trees are putting out their leaves. Everything is coming to life again after the dead cold of winter. The sunshine feels warm on my face and the air is fresh with the smell of spring. But what I love most about Easter is what it means. I have such a great love for my Savior. He gave his life for me so that I may live again. He suffered my sins so that I may repent and be forgiven. He suffered my pains and my afflictions. For someone who lives with chronic pain every day, what Jesus did for me impacts my life so greatly. To know that the pain I feel everyday, he felt. To have someone with whom I can turn to for comfort when it gets hard to bear. And to know that this life is just a brief period on my journey. One day my aches and pains will be gone. One day my back will be strong and whole. One day I will be able to run, skip, and jump the way I used to, and it is my Savior who suffered so much to make this possible for me. Words cannot begin to describe the emotions I feel on Easter Day.
