It's almost Easter. You know what that means. For most people it means, coloring eggs, getting candy, and spending time with your relatives. But for me it means thanking Jesus for laying his life down for me, and picking up that sin laden cross and carrying it all the way to the hill of Golgotha. He died there. For me. So that I could know fullness of life. In Him. What greater gift could we have? I love Easter time. It's my favorite time of the year. One of the reasons being that, our Church has a Easter production called The Promise. It's a blessing to the people in our community, and a blessing to me. Sometimes it's easy to forget what Easter is about, because of what society has made it about. But when you're in the word, and portraying the best story ever told, you can't help but remember. It pierces your heart in a way I can't explain.
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| Our Choir, and the angels. I'm the angel on the far right. |
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