The aspect I had of the entire Easter Holiday when I was little was so vague.





When I was little, Easter meant that Jesus died on the cross so that we could live forever in heaven with him. It meant that we could be with our families and eat dinner together. It meant that I could go on easter egg hunts with a bunch of other kids and it was a time of festivity and celebration.

Later on, Easter just became an excuse for the family to go to church since we never went any other time. The true meaning of what Easter represented dulled on me. I understood what it meant and I loved Jesus so much, but I felt that that had become to simple to me and I had no true revelation whatsoever of what happened on that cross between Jesus and I, and Jesus and his people.





But the truth was that 2,000 years ago he really did walk the earth.

He was different from everyone else and he knew God had sent him to minister his word to the people that walked this earth.

He knew he had to endure the pain and suffering of NOT ONLY being different, which brought on taunts, mocking, laughing, being chased and persecuted because he did what God had commanded him to do, BUT he had to be stripped and literally beaten to death and tortured, then hung up on an old wooden cross by nails driven through his hands (which is how they punished prisoners back then), suffering while everyone laughed at him and mocked him a little more, and DYING for the people that were TORTURING HIM!

The people were so IGNORANT to what God was doing that they had no clue that because of what was happening, it was access for them to live for eternity in heaven if they accepted Jesus as their lord and the one who redeemed them from an eternity in hell.



HELLO, is anyone listening?



WE HAVE FREE ACCESS TO AN ETERNITY IN HEAVEN!!!



And it's sad people still remain so prideful and arrogant that they claim "I don't need Jesus." or "It's all a lie a myth."

Only because they could never fathom a love so deep.

But yes, friend. I'm telling you this because I love and care about you, whoever you may be.

Someone did love you so much that they suffered for you.

They want to build and loving relationship with you.

...And you mean the world to them.







God really loves us...

He really does.

And after knowing what he did, there isn't even an excuse why we can't love one another now and live the life he walked.

It was hard for him, but he never gave up and he kept moving.

When he died, it wasn't like the normal blood of someone who was a Christian being shed or just some physical thing where everyone was like was like "Oh, a sacrifice to God!!! Let us kill someone and throw their blood all over the place so we can be free!!!"



Jesus was an earthly representation of how much God loved us; he was God sent in the flesh. Representing how much he loved us. That he sent his only son to die for the sake of us so we could have a relationship with him...



We have access to so many things in God... and even though it's frustrating hearing what those people did to Jesus, I remember that it was all for the sake of us and I really love him for doing it. Because Jesus died, I have a personal, loving relationship with the God of this universe and an ETERNITY to live for him and supplicate with him.

Because God sent his only son to suffer for my eternity in heaven, I can understand what the things of the spirit are. I know who God is because the debt Jesus paid for me.



And I couldn't be anymore thankful than that.