OK. I know I’m jumping the gun by posting this at 10 pm on the 30th, but my alarm is set for 4:30 am to get me to the sunrise service on the beach, so here it is. Ordinarily I wouldn’t have to set an alarm, but I helped a boatload of fire fighters help Nathan and April move out to Jamaica Beach today, and I am pretty beat. I imagine I’ll be sore tomorrow, too. But I got an email tonight asking if I could do a baptism tomorrow. Kind of rejuvenated me. The raging waters of the Gulf of Mexico will be cold, but it is always so worth it.
Happy Resurrection Day to all. He’s Alive!
Luke 24:1-6 says, “On the first day of the week, very early in the morning, the women took the spices they had prepared and went to the tomb. 2 They found the stone rolled away from the tomb, 3 but when they entered, they did not find the body of the Lord Jesus. 4 While they were wondering about this, suddenly two men in clothes that gleamed like lightning stood beside them. 5 In their fright the women bowed down with their faces to the ground, but the men said to them, ‘Why do you look for the living among the dead? 6 He is not here; he has risen!’”
Father, … well … yeah! Amen.