Saturday, April 11, 2009


I can't help but think that this Sunday, this resurrection Sunday, is one of those days where you really missed out out if you didn't grow up Pentecostal. Being able to worship freely, unabashed, without glaring eyes in service to celebrate Jesus' resurrection is more awesome than I can put into words.

And you can take that ever how you like.

As I get ready for this Resurrection Sunday, I still think about the sacrifice that Jesus made in dying for our sins. But what blows my mind the most... is that HE. GOT. UP.

I own Gene Edwards The Day I was Crucified, and he gives a chilling and beautiful perspective of Jesus final three days in his human body. I literally cried the entire time I read the book, from Jesus' thoughts in the garden, having to drink the cup of iniquity for me, and rising up out of that grave.

And the real story is incredible. I can't help but write, with tears, how overwhelming and indescribable and unfathomable it is that Jesus knew me before I was born, and how much I needed his grace, his love, his forgiveness, and his sacrifice.

For me... HE GOT UP.

For my sin... HE GOT UP.

For all my junk... HE GOT UP.

For my flawed humanity... HE GOT UP.

For my sick, depraved world... HE GOT UP.

For you... HE GOT UP.

For all of us... HE GOT UP.

It's more than just dying on the cross, it was the taking the keys to Death, Hell, and the Grave (and depression and anxiety and fear and hurt and anger and sadness and loss and a LOT of other thingS), and THE GETTING UP.

And it was proving that nothing, no power can defeat him or keep him down. And HE has given us that power... that authority that if we ask, in HIS name, it can be done.

All because HE. GOT. UP.

"On the first day of the week, very early in the morning, the women took the spices they had prepared and went to the tomb. They found the stone rolled away from the tomb, but when they entered, they did not find the body of the Lord Jesus. While they were wondering about this, suddenly two men in clothes that gleamed like lightning stood beside them. In their fright the women bowed down with their faces to the ground, but the men said to them, "Why do you look for the living among the dead? He is not here; he has risen! Remember how he told you, while he was still with you in Galilee: 'The Son of Man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men, be crucified and on the third day be raised again.' " Then they remembered his words." Luke 24:1-8


crittyjoy said...


I love that. He got up.


Tasha said...

AMEN Jen!!

Aims said...

I liked your post. My grandma was preaching about the ressurection today and she said, "I can keep on walking because he walked. Despite being spit on, mocked, and beaten, he kept walking and that's why I keep walking." I've been thinking about that all day. Hope you have a great Easter.. or what is left of it.