Christ In Me

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Celebrating Easter brings nothing to mind if not Colossians 1:27, which reminds me that Christ dwelling within me is my only hope of glory. It is a mystery I cannot fathom, but at the same time, it is a concept I can totally understand. God is holy; I’m not. Yet the Son of God chose to die in my place—a blood sacrifice for the sin that separates me from God the Father. While I totally cannot fathom the depths of His love for me while I was still a sinner, I can totally understand that it is only through the Lamb of God that takes away the sins of the world that I have any hope of glory as a saint saved by His grace.
Easter is totally a celebration of His sacrifice for sinners—for his suffering, for his death, for his burial, and for his resurrection and ascension to His Father in heaven. We have tried to raise our children with an understanding that this is what Easter is totally about, and we’ve tried to resist the pull of the world that tries to make it more about the Easter bunny and other celebrations that have their roots in paganism. When they were small, we took some flack from people about our failure to embrace the worldly customs of Easter that have even crept into the church. This weekend my girls were asked to assist with an Easter egg hunt at church for the small ones on Saturday. They went to help willingly and enjoyed their time with the children, but my younger son made an interesting comment when he brought them home. He wondered aloud why in the world an Easter egg hunt would be held at church. It seemed too strange for him to comprehend. He sees what Easter should be about, which makes my heart glad. While I don’t want him to be legalistic and judgmental about others who do not have our convictions, I do want him and everyone around me to totally get that Christ in them is the ONLY HOPE OF HEAVEN that we have as we celebrate the resurrection of Jesus.

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