I've been reading a bit in Luke this week. Luke 22-24 to be exact. It's all about the time period after Jesus has come to life and his appearances to disciples. At the time he died, it was then a true test of their faith on if they truly believed that he would rise again. Even the closest to him didn't recognize him right away in his new form.
So it makes me think, I claim to know the Lord but do I always recognize his presence?
I can see his wonder just looking at a sunrise at home. The morning clouds have been covered in pink, orange, and yellow for weeks now. Or watching my son thinking how this time last year we had just brought him home and now he's crawling and exploring his whole world.
I think time goes by so fast. But what I don't realize is that our time on the Earth is miniscule compared to eternity. Once the dispicles realized Jesus' new body, they immediately ran to tell others that he was indeed the messiah. He gives new life, not just a new year. My life shouldn't be measured on how many New Years I celebrated, but how many days I cherished my new life from Him.
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