Sunday’s Here

Sunday’s here.

No more Sad Friday.

Or confused, devastated Saturday.

Sunday’s here.

In the midst of worship and lunch and baking the ham. . .

In the midst of cooking the potatoes and vacuuming the floor. . .

In the midst of wiping down the bathroom mirror and scrubbing the toilet. . .

In the midst of welcoming friends and family and finding the eggs . . .

In the midst of it all, we know. We know.

He is in our midst.

Because our Savior lives.

Even when we doubt, He invites us to know Him. Just as Thomas questioned and worried and longed, Jesus beckoned him to “Put your finger here; see my hands. Reach out your hand and put it into my side. Stop doubting and believe.”

Jesus beckons us all on this Sunday. And Monday and Tuesday and . . .

Take your fingers and feel His hands. Take your hands and feel His side.

May we all believe.

He lives.

He lives!

Sunday’s here.



  1. Absolutely beautiful!,,

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