At Easter

I love this song. I wish I could find a link so that all of you could listen to it. If you're the type of person who can download songs then you should do it. If you're the type of person who can't, then you are missing out... Seriously. I've always wanted to sing this song at a Good Friday service, but I still can't listen to it without crying, so I guess it will have to wait a bit longer.

Nichole Nordeman

We rode into town the other day
Just me and my Daddy
He said I'd finally reached that age
And I could ride next to him on a horse
That of course was not quite as wide

We heard a crowd of people shouting
And so we stopped to find out why
And there was that man
That my dad said he loved
But today there was fear in his eyes

So I said "Daddy, why are they screaming?
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why is He dressed in that bright purple robe?
I'll bet that crown hurts Him more than He shows
Daddy, please can't you do something?
He looks as though He's gonna cry
You said he was stronger than all of those guys
Daddy, please tell me why
Why does everyone want him to die?"

Later that day the sky grew cloudy
And Daddy said I should go inside
Somehow he knew things would get stormy
Boy was he right
But I could not keep from wondering
If there was something he had to hide

So after he left I had to find out
I was not afraid of getting lost
So I followed the crowds
To a hill where I knew men had been killed
And I heard a voice come from the cross

And it said, "Father, why are they screaming?
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why are they casting their lots for My robe?
This crown of thorns hurts Me more than it shows
Father, please can't You do something?
I know that You must hear My cry
I thought I could handle a cross of this size
Father, remind Me why
Why does everyone want Me to die?
When will I understand why?"

"My precious Son, I hear them screaming
I'm watching the face of the enemy beaming
But soon I will clothe You in robes of My own
Jesus, this hurts Me much more than You know
But this dark hour I must do nothing
Though I've heard Your unbearable cry
The power in Your blood destroys all of the lies
Soon You'll see past their unmerciful eyes
Look there below, see the child
Trembling by her father's side
Now I can tell You why.
She is why You must die"

I love Easter so much. Easter celebrations always move my soul in a way that no other time of year does. Good Friday and Easter really help to refresh in my mind and heart how much God gave me and how much He must love me. I need to have a holiday set aside that brings me back to that moment when my heart was changed forever. I need to be brought back to that place of wonder and gratitude for a gift that lifted me from destruction and despair. Maybe it's just me, but sometimes it seems easy to take "getting saved" for granted. Sometimes I can start to feel like the person I am today is just who I am, that my life would have turned out this way no matter what, but that's not the truth. The truth is, I would be so completely lost and probably even dead. Depression and anger would have finished me off a long time ago without God to pick up the pieces of my life. If I didn't have Jesus to run to when I hate myself more than anything, when I can't stand to look at myself in the mirror, when everything I do turns out wrong... I would have no hope. But I do have Jesus to run to, and it's not because I did anything right. It's because He chose to give His life for mine and isn't that just incredible? Now if I could just hold on to that...

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