With this being such a special time of year for each of us here at The Small Seed, we wanted to share our testimonies of the Savior, and some of our favorite images of Him, with you. All that we do here at the Small Seed is because of Him.
We hope our words will bring you comfort, hope, and strengthen your own testimony that He lives. He loves you! And He stands ready to help always. Wishing you and your families a beautiful Easter week.
When I reflect upon the Savior and His life, and what that means to me, I feel that words fail me. Nothing is more important or more fundamental to the way I live my life, then knowing and relying upon Him. I have found Christ to be a Savior, a source of power and grace, a healing balm from daily mistakes, and a source of peace and strength amidst life’s journey. I rely upon Him daily, and seek continually to be closer to Him. When I reflect upon my life, I am most grateful for the trials and hard things that have brought me in humility to the feet of my Savior and bound me to Him, and helped me learn that He is real and by our side every step of our life. I love this scripture: “Behold, I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands; thy walls are continually before me.” (Isaiah 49:16) I know that Christ is my Savior, just as He is yours. I know that He lives, and He loves each of us, and is continually with us in every detail and facet of our lives.
It seems that we find Christ when we’re having some of our toughest moments. That was the case for me, anyway. I was raised in a Christ-centered home, but it wasn’t until I was on my own and going through some trials that I truly began to understand who He is, how much He loves me, and the true healing power of His atonement. One day, I was talking with someone in my church, and he gave me the advice to “study Christ’s life” and so, it began.
I immersed myself in the scriptures and was first: shocked at how much I didn’t know, and hadn’t read. Second: I was overcome with a feeling of love, for even though my testimony was small, I could not deny the truth in the words I was studying. Christ did come, He lived! He walked the earth, healed the sick, fed multitudes, and walked on water. He is my brother, my exemplar, and He loves ME uniquely and personally. Third: the gospel of Jesus Christ is simple, yet powerful beyond comprehension. It’s simple because it’s centered on love. God’s love, His son’s love, and the most powerful act of love ever performed – the atonement. It’s powerful because it has no bounds. No beginning and no end. There is no limit to what Christ’s atonement can touch, and ultimately heal. I try to use the atonement every day. I know that if I were the only person on the earth, Christ still would have come to save just me alone. How incredible is that?
The gospel of Jesus Christ is love. There is so much division and debate in the world right now. I wish we could all take a step back, let go of our resentment and anger, and realize that we were sent to this earth to love one another regardless of our race, beliefs, or political party. I know Christ lives. I’ve seen Him be the light when it seems there is nothing left but darkness. I’ve felt His love in the world all around me. It is my prayer this Easter season that we can seek Him out more furiously than every before. I know that if we do, we can each gain a sure testimony of His life, His love, and the healing power of His atonement.
One of my absolute favorite things is to hear the birds sing in the morning. It’s been a long and quiet winter, but we are finally starting to hear the beautiful song birds. I am always deeply moved by the symbolism of Springtime and the Resurrection. Birth, new life, growth, hope, triumph. It is no wonder the earth seems to rejoice each spring, there is so much to rejoice about! “He is risen! He is risen! Tell it out with joyful voice. He has burst his three days’ prison; let the whole wide earth rejoice. Death is conquered; man is free. Christ has won the victory.”(He Is Risen, Hymn 199)
Just as springtime breaks through winter, so the Atonement and resurrection remind us of the hope and light the Savior has brought into each of our lives. Just as the Savior rose in beauty and glory, we too, with Him can conquer death and sin. As the most glorious event to take place on this earth, enables us to rise through the winters of our lives with the newness and triumph of spring. I know Christ lives. Not only has he brought me through many winters in my life, but he also deepens the joy I feel during the springtime. Christ makes all the difference. Words cannot express the gratitude I feel for the Savior. Maybe its best expressed in the beauty of a sunrise, the birth of a new baby, or the simple song of a bird.
As I think about the stories of the Savior’s life that I have come to cherish, I’ve found that I can see a piece of me in each person He interacted with. Too often I’m Martha, so worried about “keeping up house” that I miss the priceless moments at His feet. At other times I’m gratefully Mary, and recognize the blessing it is to have Him (or His words) right in front of me. Sometimes I’m the man with the son who needs healing, coming for a miracle…while fully recognizing that it will have to be despite my unbelief. Other times I’m the woman with the issue of blood, trusting that healing and hope can be found in only the smallest brush of His cloak. And at times I’m Peter, believing Christ enough to dart quickly from the boat and walk a few steps on the ocean, but too often giving into my fears and taking my focus off of Him when the waves crash around me.
But always, always, He is the Christ. He forgives. He works miracles! He chastens me when He knows I can do better, and comforts when He sees my broken heart. He redeems. He changes us! And, almost unbelievably, He gives His life freely that someday I, and we!, might become like Him, and return to be with Him. With each passing year I see Him more as my best friend, and I’ll be forever grateful for how my life has changed, because He lives.
My neighborhood is full of the promise of tulips this time of year. You know, the little green leaves start poking through the newly revealed dirt after a long winter buried under snow. These little leaves give me the hope I need that Spring is just around the corner and we will get to see the streets lined in tulips once again. Spring has always been a favorite of mine for many reasons, those tulips certainly being one of them! But the celebration of the Savior and hope we feel in Him at Easter time is definitely the top of my list.
There have been many times in my life when I have felt Jesus Christ in my life. His peace, his healing, his forgiveness, his power. And just like those tips of the tulip leaves, these pieces of the Savior have given me hope. Hope that has turned into faith that I will see him again, and that the things I read in the scriptures and feel in my heart are true. I often envision the day that I will see him again and imagine all of his glory, those pieces of him I have felt culminating into one moment. When I do so I feel, again, the surety that He is the Savior and Redeemer of the World and we will see him again.
There is nothing I hold more sacred in my life than the knowledge, testimony, and personal relationship I have with my Brother, Savior, Friend, and King, Jesus Christ! I testify that He indeed lives and that He knows each of us personally and intimately. I know that there is no other way to survive this mortal life than by Him. He is the way and the light! I testify that His promises are true and that He is as tangible as we want Him to be in our lives. I testify that on the best of days and in the darkest nights, He is there. When no one else understands what we are going through, when no one else understands the pain and heartache we feel inside, HE DOES! And because of Him, we don’t ever have to carry it alone. I know this, because I have lived it. I have personally felt His love and seen His power time and time again in my life. I testify that I know Him and I love Him. He is my Friend. How thankful I am for this beautiful Easter Season that we have to celebrate, not only His life, but everything else that is possible because He lives!
As I review the new testament accounts of Christ’s final week, I stand all amazed. Christ is the ultimate symbol of overcoming. Overcoming death, the evil in the world, even our own fears. Despite the terrible burden He faced and His plea to the Father to “let this cup pass from me,” He drank every drop, even down to the bitter dregs. His sufferings, like the ocean, give perspective to my personal cross, a drop in the bucket.
To me, Christ means freedom. He freely gives his forgiveness and love. Although we do not deserve forgiveness, meaning we could never earn it on our own, Christ gives forgiveness freely when we are willing to follow Him. Christ WILL forgive because He CAN forgive. It is His gift to give. We can never qualify for God’s blessings, who of us deserves all the blessings we receive from the Lord? We can’t earn salvation, even though we must do all that we can. Ultimately, it is the Savior’s crowning joy that He can stand in for us and freely give us that which He has bought with a price.
Christ is hope embodied, love personified, relief bestowed, joy heralded, and peace permeating. Every time I have reached for Him, He has answered me. I know that He is my Savior, miraculously aware of me despite my insignificance. My heart overflows with the knowledge that He lives!