The Story

“Holy, holy, holy is the Lord Almighty”

The son of God hung on a cross for me. He bled and died so that I could receive freedom. I can’t imagine the emotion God the Father felt that day. I can only imagine a pained gaze at His son. The cries of His son rang through heaven. Angels wept around Him. As His son breathes his final breath, He lowers His head, eyes glazed with a pain greater than ever imagined. At the same time, pleasure envelops His soul because He knows this is good. Jesus is dead. Death’s victory song echoes throughout the earth. His minions celebrate; they have killed the King of Kings.

But then, from the dust of the earth, Jesus rises. His mission is completed. The will of God has been fulfilled. Bewildered and astonished, Satan lashes out realizing the effect of Jesus’ death. In that moment fear slowly courses through his veins unleashing a maddening heart for revenge and a blind quest for power. The gates of heaven roar with praise. Joy pours out into the street. The Son of God has returned. More magnificent than ever Jesus walks into the heavenly courts. The praise is deafening. The Holy Spirit bathes Jesus in welcome. And finally the Father greets His Son with a kiss, “Welcome home.”

“This is the story of the Son of God hanging on the cross for me. But it ends with a bride and groom and a wedding by a glassy sea.

O Death where is your sting?

Cause I’ll be there singing Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord.”

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