...But then she rolled over and looked out of her window and up to the sky and realized something. No matter what had happened in the last few days, or how much she had cried and mourned, today was a new day. A new sunrise had given way to all of the pain she could now release, and begin to understand what he meant by the kind of peace that He could give. That it hadn’t been a peace like the world gives, because the world had hurt her heart. But peace that could be found in him. She realized that for every tear she had released, He was counting them, and they mattered so much.
For today, she truly understands what it meant when she heard the words, “Oh death, where is your sting,” because the One whose death mattered most had given her life again. It couldn’t undo all that had happened, still she found peace.
Praise God. He’s alive.
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