April 20

"Nothing persists but change." The Greek philosopher Heraclitus once made that rather grandiose claim and though it's an overwhelming thought, it's also an underlying truth of life on this earth.

We age. Kids grow up (like these boys in the picture here -- when did they start looking more like young men than little boys?) and eventually leave the nest. The next generation is born. Tasks that were once a breeze become challenging. Injustices happen. Hearts and relationships break. It could be a very depressing reality that we share in this perpetually changing world, if not for Easter.

But thankfully, Easter changed everything.

It secured eternal life for those who believe in Jesus and in His amazing sacrifice. It undid the laws of the day and introduced the world at-large to the kind of radical love that sets captive hearts forever free. It paved the road to Heaven. And it promises me that I will see my sweet Logan and all those who believed who have moved on again, some day.

So today, on a sunny Sunday with cinnamon rolls and Easter baskets and church and lunch at Adam's parents' house, I am deeply thankful for the much-needed change that Jesus brought to the world all those years ago.