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    Women's Retreat Sierra Pines Church Oakhurst
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Better Than Jewels

I love the eggs, the baskets, the CANDY, and of course, the pastels. But the real meaning of Easter can move me to much-needed self-reflection, and this awesome writing by Max Lucado helps with that process...

Want to know the coolest thing about Christ’s coming?

Not that One who hung the galaxies gave it up to hang doorjambs at the displeasure of cranky clients who wanted everything yesterday, but couldn’t pay for anything until tomorrow.

Not that he, in an instant, went from needing nothing to needing air, food, a tub of hot water and salts for his tired feet, and, more that anything, needing somebody-anybody-who was more concerned about where he would spend eternity than where he would spend Friday’s paycheck.

Or that he resisted the urge to fry the two-bit, self-appointed hall monitors of holiness who dared suggest that he was doing the work of the devil.

Not that he kept his cool while the dozen best friends he ever had felt the heat and got out of the kitchen. Or that he gave no command to the angels who begged, ”Just give the nod, Lord. One word and these demons will be deviled eggs.”

Not that he refused to defend himself when blamed for every sin of every slut and sailor since Adam. Or that he stood silent as a million guilty verdicts echoed in the tribunal of heaven and the giver of light was left in the chill of a sinner’s night.

Not even that after three days in a dark hole he stepped into the Easter sunrise with a smile and a swagger and a question for the lowly-Lucifer—“Is that your best punch?”

That was cool, incredibly cool.

But want to know the coolest thing about the One who gave up the crown of heaven for the crown of thorns?

He did it for you. Just for you.

Enjoy the eggs, and the candy, but don’t forget the cross.

Lovin’ Jesus~

Linda Newton, 

 

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