This morning, in a few hours, our quartet is singing the old cantata, No Greater Love (in an abbreviated form), for a 7th Day Adventist Church in our neighboring city. We have done this a few times but never have we done it on Easter weekend. It just brings to new life the significance of Christ’s work on the Cross. Yes, I’m somewhat in knots as I write this. I tend to get a swarm of butterflies in my gut whenever I sing. In my old age it shows while I sing through tears I just can’t seem to control. My heart is so full of thanksgiving for what God, His Son Jesus and The Holy Spirit did for you and me!

I know that today represents the grave, the tomb. But, I already am living in tomorrow for I know, as well as you, that Christ isn’t in the grave even today. Only His flesh lies there. He is busy creating the pathway He and God planned for us freeing us from the bondage of our sin. There is no song, no action, no praise from the mouth of man that would be sufficient to THANK Christ for this freedom. Yet, He did it for you and me!

All PRAISE, GLORY AND HONOR is due HIM!