Today is Easter Sunday. A little trivia: It is the earliest calendar date that Easter will be celebrated for nearly two centuries. The Christian world is commemorating the Atonement of Jesus Christ. It encompasses the life, suffering, death and resurrection of Jesus Christ. The Resurrection is the crowning event; when His spirit reunited with His glorified body. He left the tomb, and walked the earth again. Many hundreds saw him, spoke with Him, and viewed the scars of the nails in His hands and feet. This miraculous event took place on the 3rd day (Sunday) after Jesus died. (we call it “Easter Sunday”).
Easter is a day set aside to remember the sacrifice that Jesus made for each one of us personally. His gifts are freely given; Our sins can be washed away. Death is only temporary.
Today is a sacred and special day. However, Easter is not the only day that we should remember Jesus and the crucial work He performed. Every week I have the opportunity to attend my Sunday worship service. I participate in the sacrament (communion) ceremony. I remember Jesus by eating a piece of blessed & broken bread that represents His body, and by drinking some blessed water that represents His blood. When I do this, I make a sacred promise (called a covenant) with Jesus. I promise to take upon myself His name as my personal Savior and strive to represent Him and to be like Him. I promise to keep His commandments. I promise to always remember Him. In return, Jesus promises to always be with me, to comfort and to guide.
I have discovered a talented young composer named Steven Stewart. His poetry and music have touched my heart. Please enjoy the video attached here of his song entitled “Nails & Thorns”. The words are typed below.
Nails & Thorns
They drove nails in His hands
They made a crown that cut with thorns
They scarred Him with their beating
But his spirit stayed strong
They raised a cross, the heavens wept,
But still the masses scorned
And I feel the nails
I feel the thorns
John stood helpless
Mary faintly cried
They knew the ache of angels
When love was crucified
I heard the prisoner as he prayed
Remember me, oh, Lord;
I feel the nails
I feel the thorns
This broken bread, His body
This water like His blood
Please cleanse me, wash me worthy
To stand before my God
I’ve tasted His sweet mercy
When I stumbled off the road
I know He sees right through me
But His love makes me whole
Though I’m not the only one
He would have died for me alone
I feel the nails
I feel the thorns
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May we Always Remember Him.
Latter-day Soprano 