As we move closer to Resurrection Sunday (March 31), I always get a bit thoughtful. I remember what I was before Christ. I remember the darkness that was my future and the hopelessness that was my life.
I remember that August day in 1973 driving my mother to a small nondenominational prayer meeting, as I had done many times before. But this time was different. Instead of just sitting there waiting for it to end so I could leave and get on with my “life,” God met me right where I was and gave me “new life.”
I am always, ALWAYS, amazed that He did that. I had nothing to give Him. I was nothing special that He might take notice. It was only because of His richness in mercy and grace. It was only because of His great love.
“God is so rich in mercy, and he loved us so much, that even though we were dead because of our sins, he gave us life when he raised Christ from the dead. (It is only by God’s grace that you have been saved!) [Ephesians 2:4 NLT]
I prayerfully will never take that for granted but will always bow humbly before the cross. Thank you, LORD.
