
04/18/2025
What does Easter mean to me?
Everything.
Today, on Good Friday, we remember the cross—not just as a symbol of sacrifice, but of substitution. Jesus, the spotless Lamb, bore the wrath I deserved so that I might stand justified before a holy God. This day is weighty because it reminds us of the cost of grace.
But Sunday is coming.
And with it comes the unshakable hope of the resurrection. Christ didn’t stay in the grave—He rose, conquering sin and death once and for all. That victory is the foundation of my life.
Without Jesus, I could never have built anything meaningful, walked through seasons of joy, or endured seasons of suffering. He is my strength, my portion, and the reason I have hope in every season.
This weekend, I encourage you to slow down. Reflect. Rejoice. Soak in time with your loved ones and don’t miss the opportunity to remember the ultimate sacrifice that secured our freedom—not just our Christian liberties, but our eternal liberty in Christ.
“But God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.”
—Romans 5:8
Soli Deo Gloria, my friends!!!