“Dear little blossoms just waking up
Violet, daisy and buttercup
Waking to say in the own sweet way
Jesus has risen today.”
I remember singing this hymn as a child in Sunday School on Easter. I sing it still each Easter with my grandchildren.
If a seed can become a flower—a cocoon a butterfly—an acorn a tree—an egg a robin; all is changing, all is becoming. I believe I’m a spiritual being in human form and that being will live on, even into the unknowing. Here is what RESURRECTION means to me.
Redemption
Even for me
Sacrifice for my salvation
Unbelievable compassion
Renewing all
Reconciliation
Eternal life
Crucified for me
Tell it to the world
I know that my Redeemer lives
Offering His life
New beginning of birth
If the Spirit of Him who raised Jesus from the dead dwells in you, He who raised Christ Jesus from the dead will also give life to your mortal bodies through His Spirit that dwells in you. (Romans 8:11)
Kaye White
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