I love Easter. Is there anything more special for Christians than a whole weekend dedicated to the remembrance and meditation of Christ's sacrifice and then salvation that we have in Him?
This weekend was even more special, however, for a different reason. My grandfather, Ron Durham, passed on to Heaven on Good Friday. I'm sure it was the best Good Friday this long-time preacher and missionary ever experienced. To see Jesus' face on that special day would be unspeakable. In a way I am jealous of Granddad, not that I wish to leave Earth before my time is up, but that he is experiencing something which I can not ask him about.
You see, for a long time he has been a source for me of Biblical knowledge. Thankfully he passed so much of that down to my dad, but I will miss going to Granddad for interesting questions and insight. I actually can't put into words how much I will miss him.