I’ve been loving listening to Christ is Risen by Matt Maher as Easter approached this week.
I love the lyrics…
Oh death! Where is your sting?
Oh hell! Where is your victory?
Oh Church! Come stand in the light!
Our God is not dead, He’s alive! He’s alive!
Whenever it gets to that part of the song, I want to shout at the top of my lungs,
And then this morning we watched this video in church…
So, where are you today?
I pray that today you are celebrating the amazing HOPE that Easter represents.
The Hope that conquered sin and death and the grave.
The Hope that is freely offered to each one of us.
The Hope that is found in Christ alone.
The servant grew up before God–a scrawny seedling,
a scrubby plant in a parched field.
There was nothing attractive about him,
nothing to cause us to take a second look.
He was looked down on and passed over,
a man who suffered, who knew pain firsthand.
One look at him and people turned away.
We looked down on him, thought he was scum.
But the fact is, it was our pain he carried–
our disfigurements, all the things wrong with us.
We thought he brought it on himself,
that God was punishing him for his own failures.
But it was our sin that did that to him,
that ripped and tore and crushed him–our sins!
He took the punishment, and that made us whole.
Through his bruises we get healed.
We’re all like sheep who’ve wandered off and gotten lost.
We’ve all done our own thing, gone our own way.
And God has piled all our sins, everything we’ve done wrong,
on him, on him.
Isaiah 53:2-6 (The Message)