April 12, 2020
The title of this post is the theme of a song written by Gloria Gaither and composed by her husband, Bill Gaither in 1971. The song was so popular that it won a huge award, “Song of the Year” for gospel music in 1974.
It’s a great song and I wish I could post all the lyrics to it. But I won’t because, as you know, I try to keep my posts where one can read them in two to three minutes. If you want to see all the lyrics, you can easily find them on the internet.
However, I will post my favorite lines of the song:
“Because He lives I can face tomorrow
Because He lives all fear is gone
Because I know He holds the future And life is worth the living just because He lives”
Many church congregations around the world sing that song on Easter Sunday. We will be under shelter in place orders here in Longview, Texas where we live. But we will be worshiping Jesus and celebrating the resurrection here in our home. Sandra is cooking a very good lunch for today. But before we eat, we will have a worship service in our home where we will read scriptures, pray, have a short devotional then celebrate Holy Communion.
And throughout the day I will watch several church services on television. Just because we are under quartine, doesn’t mean we can’t keep the Sabbath holy. I hope you can do something at your home too, today. I know God will bless you and your family for doing whatever you can to worship Jesus.
Easter has always been a special day for me. It first started being special way back when I was just a youth around seven years old.
My family was living in Grand Isle, LA, at the time. My brother and I went to school there. David was in the first grade and I was in the second grade.
Our school was adjacent to the Catholic Church. During the week, the church would hold catechism classes for the youth that wanted to attend. Nearly all the youth went, as nearly everyone in that town was Catholic. So, David and I would attend classes too.
I’ll never forget that Friday before Easter that year – Good Friday. At the catechism class, the teacher, a Catholic Nun, invited all of us to be sure and come to the Church-sponsored Easter egg hunt after Mass that Sunday.
The dear old Sister was so excited telling us all about Jesus and the resurrection that Friday, that tears were just rolling down her cheeks profusely, and her voice was cracking. That was a very impressional moment in my life.
And then the sister began telling us about the Easter egg hunt. I had never been to one that I could remember. There would be different age groups hunting eggs in different locations on the Church campus. Then she started telling about the prize egg. There would be a prize egg for each age group. And it was worth $5.00. That was a lot of money back in 1955, especially for a kid.
David and I could hardly wait for Easter to arrive. After Mass was over, the Priest himself invited everyone to stay for the egg hunt. That was about all I understood of the service at the time, because we were not Catholic. And Catholics services were different from the Protestant services I had seen in my short lifetime.
Well, we finally got out on the Church grounds ready to begin our egg hunt. But before we could start, the Priest wanted to explain to the children the meaning of the egg. He said it was a symbol of eternal life. I didn’t understand him then, but later on, as I looked back on that day, it all began to have a supernatural meaning to me.
I’ve been a pastor all my adult life up until I retired last year. But even with all my training and experience, I still can’t explain Easter. Why did Jesus have to die? And how could He escape the grave after three days? And what does it all mean?
All I can say is the same as the title of that song I told about earlier. Because He lives I (we) can face tomorrow. Have a wonderful, meaningful Easter.
God Bless You,