The sun had not yet risen when we found our seats. It had not yet risen when the service began. It began to rise up over the distant hills as the speaker brought before our attention the reason we all chose to rise early to meet there in the first place: to worship a risen Son-- my risen Savior. It was an Easter service like I have never attended before and the age-old story of my Savior’s death, burial, and resurrection was recounted to me again. The service was new, but the story was not. The story that is so dear to my heart and so instrumental in shaping who I am. It is a story that defines me. I am who I am because He is risen.
Seeing CMC students, doctors, staff, etc. at the service served to remind me of the powerful Christian influence that permeates the CMC community. I feel blessed to have served here, and I am thankful to have experienced an Easter here.
|Elizabeth, Divya, Paul, and Sunil on College Hill after the service.|
|The view from College Hill.|
|The top of College Hill. This was actually taken on a hike to the top of the hill after the service.|
Because He lives, I can face tomorrow.
Because He lives, all fear is gone.
Because I know He holds the future
And life is worth the living just because He lives.