This past Easter weekend was a beautiful one. I love Easter for many reasons. I love the symbolism of celebrating the Resurrection of Christ in the Spring season- a time of year where the world is being reborn, growing, blossoming, becoming anew. I love being able to focus on what my Savior has done for me personally. I love being reminded that death is not the end, I WILL get to see Him again, and I WILL get to see you again. I don't think my mind can quite fathom how incredibly excited I will be for that day. Excited is a complete understatement... there are no words to adequately express my feelings. All I know is that I will dream of that day every single day of my life.
"And now, of the many testimonies which have been given of Him, this is the testimony, last of all which we give of Him, that He lives!"
I Know That My Redeemer Lives
What comfort this sweet sentence gives!
He lives, he lives, who once was dead.
He lives, my ever-living Head.
He lives to bless me with his love.
He lives to plead for me above.
He lives my hungry soul to feed.
He lives to bless in time of need.
He lives to grant me rich supply.
He lives to guide me with eye.
He lives to comfort me when faint.
He lives to hear my soul's complaint.
He lives to silence all my fears.
He lives to wipe away my tears.
He lives to calm my troubled Heart.
He lives all blessings to Impart.
He lives, my kind, wise heav'nly friend.
He lives and love me to the end
He lives, and while he lives, I'll sing.
He lives, my Prophet, my Priest and King.
He lives and grants me daily breath.
He lives, and I shall conpuer death.
He lives my mansion to prepare.
He lives to bring me safely there.
He lives! All glory to his name!
He lives, my savior, still the same.
Oh, sweet the joy this sentence gives:
"I Know That My Redeemer Lives"
What comfort this sweet sentence gives!
He lives, he lives, who once was dead.
He lives, my ever-living Head.
He lives to bless me with his love.
He lives to plead for me above.
He lives my hungry soul to feed.
He lives to bless in time of need.
He lives to grant me rich supply.
He lives to guide me with eye.
He lives to comfort me when faint.
He lives to hear my soul's complaint.
He lives to silence all my fears.
He lives to wipe away my tears.
He lives to calm my troubled Heart.
He lives all blessings to Impart.
He lives, my kind, wise heav'nly friend.
He lives and love me to the end
He lives, and while he lives, I'll sing.
He lives, my Prophet, my Priest and King.
He lives and grants me daily breath.
He lives, and I shall conpuer death.
He lives my mansion to prepare.
He lives to bring me safely there.
He lives! All glory to his name!
He lives, my savior, still the same.
Oh, sweet the joy this sentence gives:
"I Know That My Redeemer Lives"
I love you so very much sweet girl and my heart has been very heavy recently thinking of you. I miss you....
Love,
Mama
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