Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Easter

I hope you had a great Easter. This year we stayed in Louisville and Rocky's mom came for a visit. She was very sweet to fly in to see us as it is a very long trip from Jackson Mississippi. We had fun hanging out, watching movies, and eating at a lot of yummy places.

On Easter Sunday we went for brunch at Azalea's. If you have been there before you now how yummy it is. I recommend their famous dessert which is a sesame/almond basket filled with heath bar ice cream and fresh berries. It was beautiful and delicious.

While it was freezing cold here on Easter (it actually snowed on Good Friday) Beth and I wore our new Easter dresses with sweaters to church. I personally really enjoyed the service. Christmas and Easter are neck and neck for my favorite holiday. For me, I feel Easter is a day of rejoicing in the victory we have in Christ's resurrection. I am so thankful that through Christ we have peace with God and forgiveness of sins. I was reading in Romans 5 this morning (the 1st 11 verses). It made me so thankful to know that because of faith in Christ we no longer bear the wrath of God for our mistakes. I am also very grateful that Christ died for me even when He knew in advance that I would make mistakes. Praise the Lord for His mercy and grace.

Friday, April 06, 2007

Hallelujah, He is Risen!

At the Cross

Alas! and did my Savior bleed
And did my Sovereign die?
Would He devote that sacred head
For sinners such as I?
At the cross, at the cross where I first saw the light,
And the burden of my heart rolled away,
It was there by faith I received my sight,
And now I am happy all the day!

Thy body slain, sweet Jesus, Thine—
And bathed in its own blood—
While the firm mark of wrath divine,
His Soul in anguish stood.

Was it for crimes that I had done
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!

Well might the sun in darkness hide
And shut his glories in,
When Christ, the mighty Maker died,
For man the creature’s sin.

Thus might I hide my blushing face
While His dear cross appears,
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt my eyes to tears.

But drops of grief can ne’er repay
The debt of love I owe:
Here, Lord, I give my self away’
Tis all that I can do.

Words: Isaac Watts (1707)