He is Risen!

He rose. 

He did it. 

Jesus bought us back, paid the price for our sin, the veil is torn (top to bottom). God's great plan is victorious and human life is worth something.

He did it sinless. 

He did it early, preempting anyone's arrival at the tomb to mourn Him dead. He caused the grave clothes to be folded and neatly placed; sending a message of deliberateness; of "I don't need these anymore"; refuting, by the lack of either jumbled or absent wrappings, that His body could have been stolen in haste. Jesus spoke, in even this way, to those who had eyes to see, ears to hear.

Jesus is risen. It's the most important day in history. The most important in eternity.

Most don't know that, which is to be expected. The road to life, Jesus said, is found by few. 

Thank you, Jesus, that I--even I--could be one of the few, not because of anything I've done or anything I'm worth, but because of You. Thank you, Father, for drawing me. Thank you, Holy Spirit, for indwelling me. 

Thank you, Jesus. Thank you, thank you, Jesus.