A Letter at Easter

—by Ruby Bea Peters

Getting ready for Easter… that is what we are doing at Christ Community Church. I love Easter. I always have.

As a little girl I enjoyed shopping with my mom for a new dress and shoes and hat...even gloves. The church egg hunt with all my friends. Next up…the surprise of my Easter basket and getting to wear my new clothes and seeing all my friends in their new clothes at church. Then a BIG Sunday dinner. Also, the days were "longer" and the weather was warmer. As a little girl…precious, secure, delightful memories pointing me to something greater...

My salvation, where Christ opened my heart and eyes to the true meaning of Easter. Where He has clothed me in forgiveness, total forgiveness from head to toe, and He has put me on an adventure of a lifetime. Not one where I have to search for the golden egg, but one where I have it, can't lose it, and can share it freely without regret. And the friends I have made and continue to make—oh, how beautiful they are with life stories of all colors and shades of darkness and tints of brightness. As an adult...even more precious, more secure, and delightful memories still pointing me to my Savior.

I love Easter…it sets off a new season where you get to see new birth, get a fresh start, shake off the dead of winter, and soak in the Son.

The image of  God invisible, the firstborn of all life
Before and within, He holds it all in
One name, one faith, one Christ
 
No one is good enough, to save himself
Awake my soul tonight, to boast nothing else

 
I trust no other source or name, nowhere else can I hide
This grace gives me fear, and this grace draws me near
And all that is asks it provides

*Awake My Soul, Sandra McCracken

I'm forgiven, because You were forsaken
I'm accepted. You were condemned
And I'm alive and well, Your Spirit is within me
Because You died and rose again
 
Amazing Love! How can it be
That You my King have died for me?
Amazing Love! I know it's true
And it's my joy to honor You
In all I do, I honor You

*Amazing Love, Billy J. Foote

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 it 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 power of Christ in me;
From life's first cry to final breath,
Jesus commands my destiny.
No power of hell, no scheme of man,
Can ever pluck me from His hand;
'Til He returns or calls me home,
Here in the power of Christ I'll stand!

*In Christ Alone, Keith Getty | Stuart Townend