Ever since God wooed me to follow Jesus, Easter has become more and more important to me. Reflecting on what Jesus did on that day fills me with unmatched love and gratitude. It is important to my husband and I that our kids know what we are celebrating, too. One of the ways we try to keep the focus on Jesus on Sunday is to give them baskets and have our egg hunt on Saturday. And there is always a Bible or Easter book in their baskets. Fun and Jesus…what more can we ask for?!

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I really am at a loss for words for what Easter means to me, though. I’m sure a lot of us feel that way. I choke back tears during worship every Easter. I’m just in awe. And thankful. And blessed.

Since I can’t find the words, I wanted to share one of my favorite hymns, which I think puts into beautiful words the gift of Jesus so powerfully. The first time I heard In Christ Alone was on Easter years ago. The lyrics are so relevant to what we celebrate on this day.

There in the ground His body lay,
Light of the world by darkness slain;
Then bursting forth in glorious day,
Up from the grave He rose again!
And as He stands in victory,
Sin’s curse has lost its grip on me;
For I am His and He is mine—
Bought with the precious blood of Christ.

I hope you can take a few minutes to read and reflect on the rest of the lyrics below and watch the music video by one of my favorite artists, Lauren Daigle.

I hope you are filled with the love of Jesus on Sunday, that hearts are opened and healed, and that hope is restored. Most importantly, may you carry on this gift and hope of Jesus to the next day and the next, walking in the love of Christ.

IN CHRIST ALONE by Keith Getty & Stuart Townend

In Christ alone my hope is found;
He is my light, my strength, my song;
This cornerstone, this solid ground,
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
What heights of love, what depths of peace,
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease!
My comforter, my all in all—
Here in the love of Christ I stand.

In Christ alone, Who took on flesh,
Fullness of God in helpless babe!
This gift of love and righteousness,
Scorned by the ones He came to save.
Till on that cross as Jesus died,
The wrath of God was satisfied;
For ev’ry sin on Him was laid—
Here in the death of Christ I live.

There in the ground His body lay,
Light of the world by darkness slain;
Then bursting forth in glorious day,
Up from the grave He rose again!
And as He stands in victory,
Sin’s curse has lost its grip on me;
For I am His and He is mine—
Bought with the precious blood of Christ.

No guilt in life, no fear in death—
This is the pow’r of Christ in me;
From life’s first cry to final breath,
Jesus commands my destiny.
No pow’r of hell, no scheme of man,
Can ever pluck me from His hand;
Till He returns or calls me home—
Here in the pow’r of Christ I’ll stand.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Emerson Marino is a part-time editor, full-time mom to five kids, and wife to Kevin. She’s passionate about faith and family and loves a good conversation as much as she loves some quality alone time. She and her family have been attending the Vineyard since 2013.

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