Hope

He has risen. And he is the reason why I have hope.

My hope is in the Lord

Who gave Himself for me

And paid the price

Of all my sing at Calvary

No merit of my own

His anger to suppress

My only hope is found

In Jesus' righteousness

And now for me He stands

Before the Father's throne

He shows His wounded

And names me as His own

His grace has planned it all

'Tis mine but to believe

And recognize His work of love

And Christ receive

For me, He died

For me, He lives,

And everlasting life

And light He freely gives

I love when Jesus comes to Mary Magdalene and she doesn't recognize him at first. He calls her by name and then she realizes that he is not dead. Through Resurrection Sunday, Christ created hope.

He calls my name and says, "Look, the worst is not the last. The story ends with me."

And that is why I will always hope:

hope that there will be healing

hope that we will be able to sponsor her again

hope that I will see her again

hope you will experience joy

hope that there will be reconciliation

hope that the wars will end

hope for peace

hope for self love

hope for their families

hope for love

This is why Easter is my favorite celebration... today is the reason why I can hope, why I can live.

You may say I'm a dreamer... but I'm not the only one.