The Lamb Of God

With Easter fast approaching (obviously I scheduled this post ahead because Easter is here!), I can't help but think about past Easters and how amazing God is! When I went shopping at Giant Eagle yesterday, I saw cakes shaped like a lamb which triggered memories of my mom baking cakes like that for Easter. Jesus is referred to as the lamb of God because in the Old Testament times the perfect male lamb was sacrificed for sin offerings to God.

When Jesus came and voluntarily laid down his life for the sins of the world, he died once for all and did away with the need for animal sacrifices by shedding his blood for the remission of sins. He was the only one who lived a perfect life and so was "without blemish" as was required of the sacrificial lamb.

I was tempted to buy that lamb cake, but resisted. I bought the chocolate eggs instead that I used in Sunday School when I played Easter Bingo with my boys. I let them use those to cover the card with and then the winners got to keep the four they won with. The lesson was on John 14:6 when Jesus said,

I am the way, the truth and the life. No one comes unto the Father but by me.

Many people today shout Christians are intolerant of other religions because they think Christianity is the only true religion. Anyone who believes Jesus is the Son of God, must believe what he said and taught were true. This verse is why Christians believe that trusting in Jesus is the only way to heaven and God the Father. This is what comes through if you read this whole chapter.

I am so thankful that I was raised in a Bible believing church that taught me who Jesus is and for my Christian parents who set a good example for me. It was on an Easter Sunday long ago that I repented of my sin and asked Jesus to save me and help me to live for Him all the days of my life.

My favorite Easter hymns are: He Lives, Up From The Grave, Because He Lives, At Calvary. I was disappointed in our Good Friday service entitled "I Wonder." We didn't get to sing any of my favorite hymns. In fact, the congregation didn't get to sing at all! It was all the choir, special numbers and the orchestra with a little skit and video thrown in. I really felt like I was just there being entertained instead of really worshiping my Savior. At least the choir sang "Were You There" and "Nothing But The Blood" but all the other musical numbers were contemporary. Times have changed . . . I wonder why some things just can't stay the same. I much prefer the old-time hymns and if we don't use them, kids growing up now will miss out.

I'd love to hear your thoughts on Easter. (Please stop by "My Funny Dad, Harry" blog to read my other Easter post: "Easter Was Great Except For Those Stupid Hats."

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