My Own Resurrection

Happy Easter! 

    Though i am away from home during the holy week. I was able to take time reflecting and observing it through the place i went surrounded by mountains and trees. It made me realized and thankful and greatly amazed how His resurrection takes place in me and how He actually died for my sins and resurrected for my living.

    You might think I am tremendously superficial but indeed, I have my own resurrection experience with the risen Christ in me. I experienced God's resurrection in so many ways:

     - Every time i confessed my sins, and asked forgiveness, i resurrected.

     - When depression came into my life last few months and someone shows         encouragement and hope to me, i resurrected.

     - When my approval addiction was killing me madly and i decided to detach myself away from my tendencies, i resurrected.

     - When tears fall down my eyes because of loneliness, and seeing smiles from a stranger or my pamangkin, i resurrected.

     - When my mind was bombarded by worries and anxieties and suddenly a soulful   music filled my heart with peace, i resurrected.

    - When i am about to give up because of habitual sins, then an honest sharing came in from a stranger or a friend that inspired me, i resurrected.

    - Every time i understand people and accept them, i resurrected.

    - When i start valuing myself and loving myself, i resurrected.

    - When am about to lose my finances, then unexpected financial blessing came in, i resurrected.

    - When i was able to help someone who needs help, i resurrected.

    - When i stop listening to gossips and trying to think good things about people, i resurrected.

    - When i treated people lovingly despite and in spite of hurts and disappointments, i resurrected.

    - When i sing beautiful songs or even songs i feel don't like singing but because i know it touches people and inspires them, i resurrected.

   - When fears blinded me from the truth, yet, i stepped up bravely for the truth, i resurrected.

   - Every time i hug my parents, i resurrected.

   - Every time i smile, i resurrected.

   - Every time i worked hard and work honestly for my living, i resurrected.

   - Every time i write good blogs, i resurrected.

   - And every time, i pray not just for me but for others and thank God for everything, i resurrected.

My experiences of resurrection might seem ordinary for some people, but regardless of what would others say, I am resurrected.  God has ways i could not imagine. He can make simple things into extraordinary miracles. I am glad i am now partaking not just in His sorrows but more in His resurrection. Slowly my old self dies, to bring about a new me, a resurrected me.

God is good!

Always,

Mhatteo