The familiar strains of this praise chorus filled the room on Easter Sunday morning…and I must confess, my eyes were wandering, watching those around me in worship. That’s when my focus gripped my friend, Mitch. His was a worship experience that pales the best in each of us and gives new meaning to the hope that Easter brings.
You see, Mitch suffers from cerebral palsy and has been confined to a wheelchair for the over 30 years he has been given on this earth. Despite limited capabilities, Mitch was doing his best to praise God with the hand motions that accompany this song. And it’s not like he was joining a Chorus Line of signing – he was alone in his world of motion, his moment of worship. It was a joyful noise that sat silent in the midst of clamor of voices surrounding him.
It also made me realize the hope that Easter must bring to Mitch’s heart. Resurrection will give strength to his legs, control to his arms and the chance to stand tall before the one who purchased his redemption and provided his restoration.
The moment also made me reflect on my clueless approach to the provisions that Christ’s resurrection provides to each of our lives. If death is the ultimate payment for sin’s wages, then victory over death brings victory over those things that lead to that demise. So, do I live in the light of that victory or do I dwell in the darkness of the tomb, oblivious to the life that could be mine – the gift of redemption that extends beyond my daily existence? Thanks Mitch! Jesus made my Easter, but you made me realize why …
Yes…“Lord, I’m glad you’re in my life…so glad you came to save us…I lift your name on high!”
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