No Ordinary Day

The day is called Easter Sunday
It marks the day of Jesus resurrection
His death was to meet the law’s requirement
He rose for our claim to victory
 
It’s a day of great significance and joy
Several years of training and learning
Years of laboring at birthing purpose
Thankfully we have this day to reflect on His triumph
 
In the years He lived on earth
It’s clear He knew and pursued His mission
Even though it put him at arm’s length
He journeyed on with His goal in mind
 
We all have a reason for being birthed
At arrival we may not have been well received
But now here; what is it about us
Life is meant to have a meaning
 
We must have a goal we are shooting towards…
It’s not about popularity, fame or fortune
We may never be known or appreciated
But will God record that we are relevant?
 
Truth is back then Jesus was not celebrated
History tells of efforts to erase his mission
We read of people whose work made news posthumously
We must live to die empty…
 
As we party with friends and family
Let’s reflect on our own lives
Have I set out on my sole mission?
Where do I fit in Gods overall agenda?
 
I must work the works of him who sent me while it is day; the night is coming when no one can work John 9:4   …tejuwrite…