Easter Sunday

Yesterday I was coming out of the airport on the last leg of my trip to see my Mum.   Luton airport is quite a big place and there were a lot of people jostling about.  Suddenly from behind me I heard a high pitched squeal  ' DADDY! '  and a child came charging past me running for all her life.  She was closely followed by a smaller boy who was also yelling ' DADDY DADDY DADDY!'   .  I looked up ahead and there coming towards them and me was a slightly pudgy, slightly bald bespectacled bloke wearing the biggest smile.  The children threw themselves into his arms, and he was almost in tears except that his smile was so wide it wouldnt let him cry.



It reminded me of the closing credits in the film Love Actually - the scene with all the reunions between all the different people at the airport arrival gate.   Id like to think that they actually just filmed real people saying real hellos to their loved ones and not that they were all actors paid to kiss and hug each other .😍




One day, maybe very soon, we are going to find ourselves on the threshold of heaven.  I have no idea what that moment is going to be like, but I do hope it is something like the scene I witnessed yesterday.   I do hope I get to charge towards God with all my might, yelling His name at the top of my voice in unashamed and completely abandoned excitement.  I hope I get to throw myself into His arms and that He picks me up and spins me round and that He is laughing.   And I hope that Jesus is there watching, feeling incredible joy that the sacrifice that He made for me has enabled me to enjoy this amazing moment of homecoming and completion and love.



This is what Easter is all about. 

Thank you Jesus.