Recently, I wrote a story about a group of people who went on a mission trip to Uganda.
A couple of them told me about the open-air crusades and how they showed the "Jesus" film on a bed sheet duct-taped to the side of a van.
They told how 350 to 450 people would crowd around to watch the movie. They'd cheer when Jesus performed a miracle. They groaned when they saw him crucified.
And they cheered when he rose from the dead.
One of the mission trip members said it sounded like someone had made a touchdown at a football game.
It must have been amazing to watch the people's reaction.
It also made me wonder about something else: Why aren't we cheering?
Why do we just smile and nod like Bobbleheads whenever we hear about Christ's death and resurrection?
Has the story become so familiar that we've lost the wonder of it?
Why aren't we cheering things like: "Hooray! Jesus you did it! You went through all the terrible stuff, but you did it! You conquered the grave! You defeated death and Satan! You saved us! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"
I got choked up the other night when I thought about it. I tried cheering a little tonight and was brought to my knees.
Thank you Jesus for what you did!
Thank you for saving me!
I don't know if we'll ever be able to grasp on this earth what you did for us on the cross, but I thank you!
You are the King of Kings and Lord of Lords!
And because of you, I have peace and stability in my life even when I don't always know what lies ahead.
Happy Easter everyone!
Remember to thank and praise the one who saved you!
He really is worthy of all our cheering!