I have so much to be thankful for today. Not only is it Easter Sunday, today marks 49 years since my parents promised to love each other for richer or poorer, through sickness and in health. I’m sure whilst they were publicly declaring their love for each other 49 years ago, they didn’t know that circumstances in the future would ask for real-time declarations of those vows. But every second that they’re together, I see how they live those vows. I am glad that I am one of those people who actually know their parents love each other, wholly, completely and unconditionally.
God promised to love us in the same way, through the good and bad days, through happy and sad days, through days of feast or famine. He declares His love to to us daily, so that we know, so that we are secure in the knowledge that HE LOVES US ABOVE ALL OTHERS. He even went as far as to offer up His own much beloved Son to stand in our place, so that His Son would pay the price of our sins on our behalf. This ultimate sacrifice is why we have Easter Sunday, and all the celebrations that go with it.
This Easter Sunday, I rejoice in the knowledge that God loves ME THAT MUCH. I am grateful that His love for me is unconditional. I am thankful that God has allowed us, my siblings and I, most especially, to witness the love and devotion our parents have for each other, and to remind us daily of how much His love exceeds that many times over.
We are so very loved, each and everyone of us. I hope that in the midst of family celebrations (virtual or otherwise), during self-isolation and social distancing, during this completely unprecedented period of global uncertainty, we focus on how unconditionally loved we are, how blessed we are to be loved this completely.