I never truly appreciated Easter the way I do now, as a mother whose lost a child. I never realized the true depth of what it means to go on living without a part of your heart with you, but today, at church as Father spoke of Jesus’ resurrection and ascension into Heaven the true emotion and depth of His sacrifice all hit me like it never has before.
Jesus was sent to Earth to die for ours sins. He knowingly and willingly went through unimaginable pain and suffering so that we may have the chance at eternal life and the chance to spend eternity with our loved ones by our side. The depth of His sacrifice is not forgotten nor is the depth of Mary, Joseph’s, or for that matter, God’s. I cannot even fathom watching your child suffer through what Jesus went through during his crucifixion; all the while knowing that His persecutors sins would be washed away by His sacrifice and they too would be granted a chance at redemption.
I am eternally grateful for the torment Jesus endured for our sins so that we may have the chance at eternal life; so that I may have the chance to hold my sweet Angel in my arms once more. I may have to endure the pain of living out the rest of my days here on Earth without a piece of my heart, but there is hope in knowing we will be reunited once more, hope through the sacrifice our Lord and Savior made for His people.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil, for you are with me;
your rod and your staff comfort me.
Psalms 23: 4