He’s Alive! He is Risen! And so am I! There was an Easter, not so long ago, when I felt like I was stuck in the tomb. The world was going on around me, but depression was sucking the life out of me. Nothing seemed able to break through the thoughts that were holding me down. Good Friday and Easter were especially difficult for me that year. On the outside, I was participating, but inside, I was suffering. Easter was the day that began to turn it around. I had a realization…. Jesus died so that we could all be forgiven and have life in abundance. So, if He loved us that much, why couldn’t I love myself? A light went on in a corner of my mind, and over the next few months, I dragged myself back to life with plenty of prayers, and the care of my family and a few close friends. That time seems far behind me now, even though the calendar says it hasn’t been that long. I am grateful every day to be ALIVE, and thankful to God for saving me from where I was. Easter brings it all home again.