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!