He has risen!

He has risen indeed! This was the response that you were to use after my Granny quoted "He has risen" to you. Every Easter morning I continue that quote with my kids. I guess it's part of my way of keeping some of Granny's memory alive. I'm so thankful for Easter, what God has done for all of us, the suffering He had his Son go thru for us. It is so hard for me as a parent to imagine. I have four sons, not just one, and I can't imagine sacrificing any of them, for someone else! Maybe because I am a mere mortal. As I ponder all of this, I still can't help but remember Easter 4 years ago. Granny was so close to death. She actually had asked my permisson the day before to "go home". The day before Easter that year was my 30th birthday. I told her that I didn't want her to suffer, and I wasn't going to be the one to argue with God. If it was her turn to go home, I wouldn't stand in her way. She made it thru that night (much to everyone's surprise), and was alive for Easter dinner. Even though all she could do was lay in her hospital bed (which was in the living room), she was there. I believe she made it through that day for the sake of my oldest son. Joshua was only 7 at the time. Easter morning he didn't want to get out of bed until he knew, for sure, that Granny was alive. He kept saying that she HAD to live through Easter. She did, and went home to be with Jesus 3 days later. As I watch my kids this morning, checking out their Easter baskets before church, I see how happy Joshua is. He is my most sensitive boy, and I thank God that He spared Granny that day. Four years later, I'm not sure how long the lasting affect would have been for him, but I know I still vividly remember it. I also am thankful for that final Easter with Granny, and will continue to teach my kids her favorite phrase. Have a blessed Easter, and remember, He has risen.....He has risen indeed!