He was beaten and bruised, Mimicked, mocked and abused.
Hung on a tree against a dark sky, Until he let out deaths final cry.
In a stone cold tomb they laid him down, They didn’t see a king or his crown.
He descended to hell with all our sin, Three days later he rose again.
On that Easter morning God’s promise was given, He conquered death and he is risen.
May the blessing of Easter shine in your heart always.
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I am a mom of 4 grown kids, grandma of 14 and great grandma of 5. I have opened and ran 2 successful businesses. volunteered with Hospice, tutored adult GED students in English and writing, spent time helping in a homeless shelter, worked to raise money for tornado victims, MDA and others and spent 25 years actively involved in the rescue of abandoned and abused dogs. I was care giver to my husband of 35 years as he lost his fight with cancer. Through all of the ups and downs of life, 2 things have kept me moving forward. PERSEVERANCE- the ability to get up each new day and try again and FAITH - that sure knowledge that God was with me in every trial and struggle. I hope you will join me as I share the insights I have learned and continue to grow in this wonderful adventure of life.
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