Walking with Jesus through Holy Week In Scripture and Prayer
I remember when Easter was all about the bunnies, colored eggs and the goodies that were going to be in our son’s baskets. I have a memory of an Easter when we lived in Lubbock that it snowed, and we had to hide eggs in the snow. This might be the norm for some of you, but for this Texas girl, it was quite a surprise. I still have bunnies around my house and eggs in the yard, and I’m going shopping this afternoon to get those baskets filled for our grandchildren, but Jesus grabbed my heart and told me He needed a walking partner, so I’m hopping on the path with Him this Easter. I bet by the time I get to the tomb on Easter Sunday I’ll be skipping to greet him so I can jump into his arms. I pray you’re along with me.
HOLY SATURDAY
Romans 6:3-11: Don’t you know that all of us who were baptized into Christ Jesus were baptized into his death? We were therefore buried with him through baptism into death in order that, just as Christ was raised from the dead through the glory of the Father, we too may live a new life. For if we have been united with him in a death like his, we will certainly also be united with him in a resurrection like his. For we know that our old self was crucified with him so that the body ruled by sin might be done away with, that we should no longer be slaves to sin— because anyone who has died has been set free from sin. Now if we died with Christ, we believe that we will also live with him. For we know that since Christ was raised from the dead, he cannot die again; death no longer has mastery over him. The death he died, he died to sin once for all; but the life he lives, he lives to God. In the same way, count yourselves dead to sin but alive to God in Christ Jesus.
Pray with me,
Oh, Holy One sometimes your word is so hard to understand. But I do know that since you died for me and I am your child, it makes no sense for me to misbehave but I do, and you are there for me, picking me up, holding me and forgiving me. I am so blessed to be yours. Open my eyes that I may see the glory before me as we walk together this week.
Your blessed child