Sacred Name. Glorious words.

On some days it feels that far too many have gone far too quickly and far too soon.
On some days my heart aches with longing just
to kiss a tiny cheek,
to hear a cherished laugh,
or fall into an unmistakably delicious hug.
But that's only on some days.
On all days I feel the promised peace,
and I rest in absolute JOY
and overwhelming gratitude
for the sure knowledge that
because of Jesus Christ,
one day I will hear the sweet echo
of these precious, sacred, triumphant words
whispered to me and mine:
"He is not here: for he is risen!"

Happy, Happy, Happy Easter!