If we are not purposeful, the powerful story of Easter can wither into a whisper. Maybe we have heard it on repeat since childhood and we struggle to find anything new to anchor to. Maybe the story has become basic because we have had to scale it down for little eyes and ears.

As a born-again Christian, I have always known of God’s grace and goodness, but I didn’t slow down and take time to be with Him when I was healthy and strong. I took God for granted. Even after my husband had survived three heart attacks with God’s mercy and healing hand over him, I found that I shelved the mercy of His miracles.