March 31. 2013 Kolkata, India
"Today at church there were rescued girls from Mahima Home who did a dance and there were immediately tears in my eyes as I was standing in the very last row, in the corner of the church watching them glorify their Rescuer. The redemption. The joy. The providence. I was surprised that I choked up so immediately and I sat down and thought about it. Easter. The greatest celebration ever. I'm seeing Christ's sacrifice in a whole new light. The Holy Spirit has used this season in India to revel so much about the basics. Added so much depth. From the Lord's Supper, to the undeniable fact that the Holy Spirit lives inside of me. Hearing about Easter in a whole new light. Realizing all the prophecy. Realizing that all of history lead up to that one moment. The moment where Love was defined. That is what brings me to tears."
I remember last Easter like it was last week. I remember the strength and trust that those girls possessed in order to get up and dance in front of a packed church. Girls that had been hurt beyond anything that I could ever imagine. Used, abused, rejected, denied, forsaken, abandoned, unloved. And all of that transformed into strength, dignity, courage, trust, and beauty from ashes. That picture is what Easter is all about; the transformation of our lives into something beautiful solely because of Jesus' sacrifice. Thankful for my season in India one year ago and eternally more thankful for my Savior who died for me and everyone one I know and love.
"Today at church there were rescued girls from Mahima Home who did a dance and there were immediately tears in my eyes as I was standing in the very last row, in the corner of the church watching them glorify their Rescuer. The redemption. The joy. The providence. I was surprised that I choked up so immediately and I sat down and thought about it. Easter. The greatest celebration ever. I'm seeing Christ's sacrifice in a whole new light. The Holy Spirit has used this season in India to revel so much about the basics. Added so much depth. From the Lord's Supper, to the undeniable fact that the Holy Spirit lives inside of me. Hearing about Easter in a whole new light. Realizing all the prophecy. Realizing that all of history lead up to that one moment. The moment where Love was defined. That is what brings me to tears."
I remember last Easter like it was last week. I remember the strength and trust that those girls possessed in order to get up and dance in front of a packed church. Girls that had been hurt beyond anything that I could ever imagine. Used, abused, rejected, denied, forsaken, abandoned, unloved. And all of that transformed into strength, dignity, courage, trust, and beauty from ashes. That picture is what Easter is all about; the transformation of our lives into something beautiful solely because of Jesus' sacrifice. Thankful for my season in India one year ago and eternally more thankful for my Savior who died for me and everyone one I know and love.
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