no greater love

i think i was 16. that was 35 years ago. spence jakeway, ray morford, my dad, central church, the easter event. we had been doing it for years. every easter i get nostalgic and memories of this time flood my thoughts. i can remember times when sheila and i would go for practice and sing every song out loud with the choir. i yearned to be in the choir singing " and now is christ risen, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, risen from the dead" ; "in christ shall all be made alive". there was one time i continued to sing out loud when spence stopped the singing, it was so embarrassing. the next year, they asked me to be the servant girl. i couldn't believe it. i had longed for this moment, only i had only wanted to be in the choir. i could sing every song by heart. i remember a lady named jan was the woman who played my mistress. i was a christian servant. at the time, i didn't comprehend the magnitude of what i was portraying. today, good friday, i still can't fully comprehend what happened on this day, only god can. he died. they killed him. he was dead. all was lost. he was gone. the messiah, our savior, our king, the child, the carpenter, the healer. he died for me, just for me. he bore my sins, the sins of mankind. at that moment, he was separated from his father. hell....he was in hell. separation from god, for me. only for me. i don't know why he loves me that much. i am a sinner. born into sin. still walking in it daily. yet, he died for me. how awesome it is that this wasn't the end. my heart can not comprehend the love he has for me, that he would give his life for me. i only know that he is risen, and alive in me today. alive in me today, wow. we will celebrate his resurrection sunday. who else but god could send his son to die for me, only to resurrect for me.
"but now is christ risen, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, risen from the dead." the reason for the season isn't so much christmas as it is easter. to be loved by the master, what more could i ask for?