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An Easter message of redemption and love and hope.  I’m reading Not a Fan. Becoming a completely committed follower of Jesus. by Kyle Idleman. It brought back some memories… 

I’m excited to share with you something I wrote in 2007. The story begins in Delaware. One morning, so many years ago, a dear friend kissed her husband good-bye, left to go jogging with her friend, was hit by a truck, and left to be with her Lord. I’ve written from the perspective of my friend, Diane, as she meets King Jesus face-to-face in Heaven. 

“Now to Him who is able to keep you from stumbling, and to make you stand in the presence of His glory blameless with great joy, to the only God our Savior, through Jesus Christ our Lord, be glory, majesty, dominion, and authority, before all time and now and forever.  Amen.”—Jude 24, 25, NAS

Today, at 6:40 a.m. (Earth-time) I stepped from your world into the peaceful beauty and splendor of Heaven.  It was an easy passing…there was a quietness and a calm in the air as I passed from one world and into the next.  It was a lovely journey.

King Jesus was on the Bema Seat.  I was not afraid to face Him.  We discussed my life and I quietly asked, “but Lord, what about when I…”

FORGIVEN

(In blood red)

suddenly appeared on my hand.  “Oh, my Lord,” I whispered, as He stepped down from the Bema Seat.  The jagged scars from the rough-hewn nails on His wrists made me weep as He wrapped His lovely arms around me.  That simple act of His hug has totally healed me of my earthly experiences.  Those beautiful scars!  I laid my head on His shoulder and wept for joy.  Such love.  I looked down and saw the scars on His feet…love marks to me.  Such glorious, pure, untainted, unconditional love.  I am in the home of the forgiven.

He placed a crown on my head. On me!  How could this be? And yet, it is true!  Glorious love!  Somehow, I don’t feel unworthy.  It feels natural to be here.  As though I have always been here.  Then I remember:  “There is therefore now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus” (Romans 8:1, NAS).

“Oh, my Lord…my glorious Lord!”  I fell before His feet.  I touched the scars.  “They are there because of my sin, not Yours!”  He lifted me up, and escorted me – His bride – to the banquet table.  “How is it possible, with so many others here, that I feel as though I am alone with You”?  I asked Him.  Those beautiful expressive eyes drew me closer – ever closer to an understanding of the purity that love can possess.

The clutter of the things that were important in my earth-life is gone. “Life is so simple here.  There is love and there is purpose; and I know that You have prepared this destiny especially for me.  You have used my earth-life to prepare me for what You were preparing for me – here – after the banquet.”

“I have been healed with Your loving embrace,” I whispered.  “Your banquet table has nourished me.  I have walked down the path with You – on Your arm as Your bride.  Oh, the wonder of it all!  Now, You have said that we have work to do – together – in every sense of the word.  You have made me worthy to be here and You have proved it by placing this crown on my head.”

I tried to kneel and He told me, “No, STAND before Me…I have made you worthy.”  So, I stood…in my glorified body – before King Jesus and He embraced me again, and said, “You have been faithful.  Well done, My lovely one.  My bride.  You are here, not for what you have done in My Name, but because you have loved my Glorious Appearing. That is all that I have required.  There is no need for My bride to ever fear My appearing.  You were created for this purpose.  Your earth-life was preparation for all of this.  I often told you, “I have My way.  You have yours.  Mine is better. You see…I was right.  My way is better.”

Then He said, “Here, My love…let Me show you how My Light sparkles through this bottle of your tears that I have kept.  Not one tear was lost…and see how they add to the beauty of Heaven—the home of the forgiven.  WELCOME HOME!”  

Meditation: The timing to share this with you seems right. Easter time…remembering the death, resurrection, and ascension of  the Lord Jesus Christ. A time to think of what it might be like for us. Are you ready to meet your Maker?  I’d love to hear from you.

 


Do You Believe In Easter/The Empty Tomb/the Resurrection?

The Cross. The empty tomb. I believe in Easter. Do You? Whether you you believe it or not, it is true! Jesus died. Jesus is ALIVE! And He is in Heaven, preparing a place especially for His own. Have you yet thanked Him for that…by welcoming Him to enter your life and transform your mind, will, and emotions? To begin to remake you into His image. To pick you up when you fall down/when you sin/when you fail to do what you know you should do. Have you come to the end of yourself yet? It’s never too late to surrender your will…at the foot of the Cross. The Cross–an anchor for the soul. Hang onto it. Daily. The Cross had to happen before the Resurrection could happen. (There is nothing that you will experience that will be any worse than that.) Surrender to His will for you. It only takes a moment to begin the journey of a lifetime!

Sins. Have you realized your need of His substitutionary death for your sins? Sins–the results of the choice that Adam and Eve made so many years ago. Sins in our own lives that have continued on each day since that sad decision. They had it all and it was not enough for them. They wanted more. They willfully and foolishly chose to believe satan disguised as a creature…a serpent. They chose to listen to the creation rather than to the Creator of the creation. That original couple. That man and woman. Later to be the first parents. They chose to walk out of close relationship with their Creator.

Choice. We all have choice. Choice of whether we will believe in Easter (the celebration of the death and resurrection of the Lord Jesus Christ)…and in the Creator God…or will we believe the creation and the creatures in the creation? God gives us the gift of choice.

Gifts. Have you ever had the experience of having someone return to you a gift you had given them? I had a friend do that…actually, she gave me back numerous things I had given her. I was stunned. She said maybe I could give them to someone else. She didn’t see value in what I had given. Or…have you had someone tell you in words that your gifts are not thoughtful and that they don’t want them? I have. I think those experiences give me a tiny glimpse of what God feels when we reject His gift of salvation. His gift that came with a highly personal price paid. His gift chosen thoughtfully with each of us in mind. Accepting and cherishing His gift is the ONLY way to become His child. There is no other way to Heaven, but to see the value of His Gift. Easter. Some look at His gift with disdain…not wanting it…and looking for a different gift…a different way to Heaven.

Born Again. I was nearly 30 years old when I finally understood with my heart what Jesus had chosen to do for ME. For YOU. Don’t close your heart to Him. Don’t turn away from His gift. Will it be easy? NO! Life will continue to be a challenge. But there is now strength for the journey and the hope of your resurrection to new life in Christ. Keep searching until you find Him. Visualize walking into His waiting open arms. Just as you are! Warts and sins and all! Then hang on tight! Don’t let Him go. He will not move away from you. Not ever! But…if you do the moving away from Him, and therefore, out of the area of His blessing, He will not force you to do His will.

Do you believe in Easter? I do. I daily experience Easter’s resurrection power. There is Holy Spirit power as a result of the Resurrection (and Jesus’ Ascension into Heaven). He sent the Holy Spirit to HELP us in this fallen world. To strengthen us to seek Him daily. Jesus paid it all. He paid it all for all peoples. Willingly. Joyfully. For the joy set before Him, He endured the cross. The joy He felt was His understanding that His loving, willing, sacrifice of Himself…for you…for me…was making it possible for those of us that willingly, joyfully choose to be His follower…His disciple…perpetual seekers.

Witnesses. There were more than 500 witnesses over a 40-day period after His resurrection. He had died. He was put into a tomb. Sealed. Dead. And then three days later, they saw Him ALIVE! They saw the nail scars on His body–the results of being nailed to the brutal cross. Now alive. Jesus…Lord of Lords, King of Kings! Forty days after the resurrection, they saw Him ascend to Heaven. Alive! He’s alive! Can you believe it?! And He is coming again … for His own … and we will join Him. Forever and ever. Whatever you have endured here, it will be worth it all. I promise. Better yet, HE promises! 🙂

Victory. Easter is the celebration of Jesus overcoming sin and the sting of death. It is the season for remembering the agony He went through in order to be the sacrificial substitutionary Lamb…the offering to satisfy the choice Adam and Eve made so many years ago. Don’t make the same foolish choice they did. Not deciding is also a choice. Choose this day whom you will follow.

Home. This world is not your home. Someday, you will be in your eternal home. Do you want to spend it with the serpent or with the Creator? Do you believe in Easter? I pray you do! I’d love to hear from you that you believe in Easter in its fullest of meanings! May God bless these words to cause you to hunger and thirst for more of Him as you fling yourself down at the foot of the cross and gaze at the empty tomb and ponder what that means to you personally.

Maranatha. Come Lord Jesus.
May we await His shout together!

 

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