I Can't Explain Jesus

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I get all fluttery inside just thinking about Easter.  Can you visualize Mary running from the graveyard shouting that she had talked with Him? How about the look on Peter's face as he tucked his head into the empty tomb? Emotions from elation to sadness, from excitement to doubt, from disbelief to acceptance!

I think that the most glorious sight we could ever behold, not including His ascending to heaven or Him returning in the clouds, would be that empty tomb! In my head, that empty tomb shouted to Mary and Peter:  "Hey y'all, you ready for THIS, He ain't here! He has risen; He did what He said He was gonna do, whatcha think about that?!" And then, the Holy Spirit rises up inside me, giving me a smile on my face, a tear in my eye, and a feeling in my gut that many of you know all too well!

I would love to try and explain the love I have for Jesus Christ but mere words just can't explain it or Him. He has to be experienced. Every person for yourself and here's why:

Jesus didn't live, die, arise, ascend, and then leave us alone do take on the world - oh no! He told those in the upper room to tarry till they were endued with power; and then He sent the Holy Spirit to guide and direct, to comfort and enlighten. It is this same Spirit, the one that rose Jesus from the dead, that moves mountains, closes doors, opens seas, this same Spirit is alive in each believer. It is the breath of God in us! And let me tell you neighbor, once you've experienced Him within, you completely understand why words just can't explain Him.

If you are reading this and have not asked Him inside, to fill that void within, to give you a portion of the Holy Spirit and if He is dealing with you right now (the flutter in your gut? That's Him knocking), ask Him to forgive your sins, to fill you up to overflowing, to grant you the ability to FEEL Him inside...and then trust that it is done.



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