easter.

yesterday was easter. the day set aside by christians to remember jesus christ's resurrection. he who, "had walked on water and raised the dead-was himself at the mercy of wicked men...on that friday the savior of mankind was humiliated and bruised, abused and reviled. it was a friday filled with devastating, consuming sorrow that gnawed at the souls of those who loved and honored the son of god." easter is a day to remember all that he sacrificed for each of us.

over the past year i have had great highs and lows in my life. to say i have enjoyed it would probably be a lie. yet, through everything i have developed a personal, most beautiful relationship with my savior jesus christ. i know he loves me. and for that i am truly grateful. still sometimes i focus on the difficulties, the lost friend, betrayal, the responsibility of my calling, my inadequacies and it's hard to keep focused and not allow these things to make me angry and hurt. one night while driving back to logan after an especially rough week i was listening to this album...

one song in particular really stood out to me. "come thou fount of every blessing."

"...o to grace how great a debtor daily I'm constrained to be! let thy goodness, like a fetter, bind my wandering heart to thee. prone to wander, lord i feel it, prone to leave the god i love; here's my heart, o take and seal it, seal it for thy courts above."

at times i feel hurt and confused. sometimes these feelings take me to a place i don't want to be. still sometimes these experiences allow me to develop a more firm testimony in what i know to be true. driving by myself, in the dark, listening to this song was one of those times. i have rarely felt so close to my heavenly father and savior jesus christ than at that time.

sometimes we have to brought down in order to be lifted up, stronger and more sure than before.

"....but the doom of that day did not endure. the despair did not linger because on sunday, the resurrected lord burst the bonds of death. he ascended from the grave and appeared gloriously triumphant as the savior of all mankind....each of us will have our own fridays-those days when the universe itself seems shattered and the shards of our world lie littered about us in pieces. we will all experience those broken times when it seems we can never be pot together again. we will all have our fridays....no matter our desperation, no matter our grief, sunday will come. in this life or the next, sunday will come."

-joseph b. wirthlin "sunday will come"