Of all the things I'm happy about in the world, the one I'm happiest about is celebrated on Easter.
Chocolate, spring time and bunnies are good. But my feelings about the Savior are almost beyond description. So forgive me if I falter a bit. Some things are hard to put into words.
I believe this world and universe were created by a God who also lived on this earth as a man. He was called Jehovah anciently and spoke with Moses on a mountain, giving him the 10 Commandments. He was born to a young Jewish girl named Mary. Angels announced His birth and he was named Jesus. He performed miracles to help people, taught truths about how we should treat each other, where we came from, why we are here, and where we will go after we die. He allowed himself to be killed by people who were afraid of his power, popularity and un-politically correct teachings.
But unlike everyone else who had ever died, he held the power to overcome death. That first Easter Sunday, he broke the bands of death and opened the way for everyone who has ever lived or ever will live to be resurrected. He spoke with hundreds of people after his resurrection-- first a woman named Mary, then other women, then his apostles, others who had believed him, and a group of 500. After explaining "Other sheep I have who are not of this fold. Them also I must bring and there will be one fold and one shepherd," (John 10:16) he visited believers in America and other places around the world-- people who had read the prophecies of his birth and death and were anxiously awaiting the coming of their God. He taught them as he had taught the people in Jerusalem, blessed their children and healed their sick.
Because of the power he brings to this world- and to each of us personally- I have seen miracles occur.
As a young child I came to know He could bring peace to my broken heart. As a mother I saw my daughter healed through His power, brought from near-death to life and health, to the amazement of her doctors. I feel His Spirit guiding me, helping me make difficult decisions and prompting me in the small daily choices that make up life.
Because of Him, each of us will live again after we die. He provides the power for us to change and become better, kinder people. Because of Him, we can choose who we are and who we will become.
There are many things in this world that make me happy. But all of them come from Him.