Victory!

Sundays are the best days.

The sun seems brighter.
Rain is welcomed.
There's always time for a nap or a book or an extra cup of coffee.

Sundays are my pep rally. I decided that today.
For the next 38 Sundays of the year and the rest of my life, I will not only celebrate the empty tomb of my Savior but get psyched for the war outside those church doors. My celebration is in vain if I don't consider the commission that comes after.

Get ready to gain another victory for my Lord. Put another point on the board. Tackle Satan and my habitual sin, my once-in-a-lifetime sin, my disgraceful words, thoughts or deeds that escape everyday.
But when He does get me, when I fumble, I will bask in the forgiveness that belongs to me, get up, dust myself off and keep running.

Because that's what today and this weekend is about.
I can mourn or wonder why He died for me, us--unworthy as we are. Or I can exclaim, rejoice that I'm on the winning team with an incredible coach.

Today we are victorious because He is Risen!
Amen!

Come Awake

I can't let Easter escape without writing about the good news. 

It's one of my favorite weekends. I mourn in my Savior's death on Friday with a five-hour-long service, bowing to him in mercy 105 times. It tears me apart inside; I hate thinking that He had to dies for me but like my GLOW girls said, if He didn't die for us, we wouldn't have Him now. (They're smart.) 

No matter how much I grieve I can't let the weekend pass without recommitting to Him. 

It's easy to get caught up in the moment, in the excitement, in the past. So much harder to look to the empty tomb and know you don't have an excuse anymore. 

Take up your cross! Start living for His glory, because He is risen! 

The victory is ours to celebrate and to celebrate everyday! 

Let no one caught in sin remain

Inside the lie of inward shame

We fix our eyes upon the eyes upon the cross

And run to Him who showed great love

And bled for us

Freely, you bled for us 

Christ is risen from the dead

Trampling over death by death

Come awake, come awake

Come and rise up from the grave!

Christ is risen the dead

We are one with Him again

Come awake, come awake 

Come and rise up from the grave!