Hope.
That is what Easter means to me. It is the celebration of something unseen or unheard otherwise. It is the celebration of the victory of life over death. It is the celebration of God’s power.
We could all do with some hope, right? We all have our struggles, our disappointments, our complete set of downs that we never think we will recover from. We are all thirsty for that one drop of hope that will edge us to hold on.
So if God can raise His Son from the dead, why won’t He do us good? He can and He will. In Him, we trust. In Him, we hope. Happy Easter.
A Struggling Author 