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<\/a>I pray that you are excited to worship today. How blessed we are that Jesus defeated death!<\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Today\u2019s repeat blog post is an old favorite. Enjoy!<\/p>\n
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\u201cThen Came the Morning\u201d \u2013 Monday Musical Musings<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n It\u2019s hard to believe that I have not shared this song with you. This has been one of my favorite songs for a very long time\u2026let\u2019s see, it was written in 1982 and recorded in 1983 by the Gaither Trio. Yes, I have probably loved this song from the moment I heard it.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Perhaps this was the way the disciples felt after Jesus died. They saw it happen. They were in shock. They wondered why it ended this way. They had devoted their lives to Jesus and now, He was gone.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Oh and how Mary must have wondered what God was up to. She knew Jesus was the Son of God. She knew He was the Anointed One. How could the Messiah lead Israel into victory from a tomb?<\/p>\n <\/p>\n I can\u2019t imagine all the emotions they felt, but I suspect their grief was unbearable. I suspect their hopes and dreams had faded. I suspect they chastised themselves for believing in this man.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Just as Jesus brings great hope and joy to our own lives, Sunday morning came with renewed hope, new dreams and greater faith in the Christ. Oh how beautiful that morning must have been. Tears turned to laughter. Mourning to dancing. Weariness to strength.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Perhaps your hopes and dreams have been squashed. Maybe you\u2019re under the burden of grief. Or maybe you just can\u2019t seem to find it in yourself to continue on this faith journey. Whatever it is you are going through, Jesus is the One who can lead you to a better place. He will comfort. He will give strength. He will calm your fears. He will be with you. And gloriously, the morning will come.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n I pray that as you read through these lyrics and listen to this melody that you will be touched by the hand of Jesus. I pray that your eyes would be opened to the miracle of that Sunday morning. I pray that morning has dawned for you.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cThen Came the Morning\u201d<\/p>\n <\/p>\n They all walked away, with nothing to say, <\/p>\n Chorus:<\/p>\n Then came the morning, night turned into day; <\/p>\n The angel, the star, the kings from afar, <\/p>\n Chorus:<\/p>\n Then came the morning, night turned into day; <\/p>\n
\nThey’d just lost their dearest friend.
\nAll that He said, now He was dead,
\nSo this was the way it would end.
\nThe dreams they had dreamed were not what they’d seemed,
\nNow that He was dead and gone.
\nThe garden, the jail, the hammer, the nail,
\nHow could a night be so long.<\/p>\n
\nThe stone was rolled away, hope rose with the dawn.
\nThen came the morning, shadows vanished before the sun,
\nDeath had lost and life had won, for morning had come.<\/p>\n
\nThe wedding, the water, the wine.
\nNow it was done, they’d taken her son,
\nWasted before his time.
\nShe knew it was true, she’d watched him die too,
\nShe’d heard them call Him just a man,
\nBut deep in her heart, she knew from the start,
\nSomehow her Son would live again.<\/p>\n
\nThe stone was rolled away, hope rose with the dawn.
\nThen came the morning, shadows vanished before the sun,
\nDeath had lost and life had won, for morning had come.[i]<\/a><\/p>\n