Easter

I am in the throes of finals.  I am ridiculously busy with multiple assignments and multiple finals coming up...

Not really, but it feels like it.

 So why am I blogging at a time like this?  Easy, it's Easter, and I can't pass up saying how I feel about today, no matter how busy I am.

This will be another religious post.  I promise they're not all like this, but April's a big month for it.  Just hold out until May if you don't want to read it ;).

Believe it or not, I just google these, I don't even make them...

Today I celebrate the resurrection of the man called Jesus the Christ.  This means that I believe that a man named Jesus (or Yeshua, depending on how close to the original Hebrew you want to get(ישוע if I'm not mistaken in my googling)) was killed sometime right before the passover and that the morning after the passover he came to life again, but not as a mortal anymore.  He became "the firstfruits of them that slept."  This means that I believe that I (along with everyone else) will follow Him in that I too will rise again after my death.

I believe that he came back to a body of flesh and bones.  I believe that we will do the same.

I believe that He was the Christ (the anointed one).  This means that I believe that He came and lived and died for me.  He fulfilled a mission in this life that made it possible to become like Him.

This is what my church claims to believe, that we are destined to become Gods and that Christ showed the way how.  This day I celebrate what, if it was true, was the sealing evidence in His case, His literal resurrection.  I believe that He rose that Easter Sunday almost 2000 years ago. 

I believe that He said it best when He said "I am He who liveth, I am he who was slain.  I am your advocate with the Father."

Why do I believe all of this, you may ask?  I make a habit of prayer, and I have felt Him there.  I have felt Him guide me towards choices that seemed ludicrous to me but ended up being exactly what I needed.  I have watched Him change lives.  I have seen the changes in my own life that I've needed to make with His help.  I have felt His comfort when there was literally nowhere else to turn.  I have felt His love when I was completely alone.  I know He is there.  I know He lives.  I know He died for me.  He is my God and my Savior.

He is my Shepherd

All of these things I know more completely than I know anything else.  They are my reason to do anything that I do.  This is the foundation of my life.  I know it's not much, but I need to get back to finals week.  But do know, dear reader, that I know. 

If you have the time, and if you are inclined to an experiment, try it.  Pray to Heavenly Father, ending in the name of Jesus Christ, asking Him if He is there and if His son lives, lived, and died for you.  You will feel what I feel if you really want to know for yourself.  This will change your life.  It has changed mine forever.  That is what I celebrate this Easter Sunday.

A beautiful depiction of Christ in the Salt Lake Temple Square Visitor's Center