Yesterday was Easter Sunday; one of my favorite days of the year.
Not only does the Biblical account of the empty tomb remind me of our promised salvation, but the Nazarene, Himself, reminds me that resurrections occur every day. You just have to know what to look for.
I have seen addiction conquered.
I have watched the disenchanted find hope.
I have seen the perpetually lonely find fellowship.
I have lived in times where the disenfranchised found their voice.
I have seen the joyless discover happiness.
I have watched winter melt into spring and flowers bloom on desolate landscapes.
But most importantly, at least for me, I watched my own son defy death.
I watched him defy medical odds and expert opinions. I watched as his own tomb was opened and as our Creator gave him new life, and in turn allowed me and my family a fresh start.
I hope you'll join me in this celebration of miracles by picking up your copy of From the Inside Out: A Reckoning and Redemption today