Easter Sunday Thoughts

 The living Christ continues, speaking of Easter Sunday. I am so excited to celebrate Easter with my family! I am grateful for the promise of resurrection that I have because of Easter Sunday. One day, my body will be perfected in Christ. I will be whole and clean and nothing will be lost. I cling to this promise on hard chronically ill days. 

"He rose from the grave to “become the first fruits of them that slept” (1 Corinthians 15:20). As Risen Lord, He visited among those He had loved in life. He also ministered among His “other sheep” (John 10:16) in ancient America. In the modern world, He and His Father appeared to the boy Joseph Smith, ushering in the long-promised “dispensation of the fulness of times” (Ephesians 1:10).

Of the Living Christ, the Prophet Joseph wrote: “His eyes were as a flame of fire; the hair of his head was white like the pure snow; his countenance shone above the brightness of the sun; and his voice was as the sound of the rushing of great waters, even the voice of Jehovah, saying:

“I am the first and the last; I am he who liveth, I am he who was slain; I am your advocate with the Father” (D&C 110:3–4)."

Jesus Christ is my advocate with the Father. I think through the stress and emotions and sleep deprivations of trying out a new medication, I have forgotten this a bit. When I start to struggle, my pattern is that I get angry and in my anger and am unwilling to turn to God. Yet Jesus Christ is my advocate! He wants to help me precisely in these hard times when I feel cursed and unlovable. I want to remember to turn to Him rather than turn away. Satan would have me believe that my brokenness makes me unworthy to call on Christ. Yet it is my brokenness Christ came to redeem. His purpose is to make things whole. He is called the Physician. The Prince of Peace. The Light of the World. I need to let go and let His light back into my story.