Sweet Jeanette

If Easter never happened,  then Christmas would mean nothing.

God's son diminished Himself to become man and be my sacrifice.  I am so thankful for that amazing love.   But it didn't end in death.  The grave could not hold him.  He is my precious redeemer and friend.   One day I will stand in His presence, and see face to face the one who loved me enough to take my place!

Wishing you all a blessed Resurrection Sunday.