[byoo-tuh-fuh l]

"He is risen!"and then the response of "He is risen indeed"is a phrase that I have been acquainted with and have thoroughly enjoyed. And Amen, He is risen! What a beautiful Easter day!

Even though we were up really late, and up really early, it is still such a joy to celebrate.
This morning we went to a church service that was cleverly named the "Sonrise" service, which was held in a mall. Then after we stayed for another service especially for Calvary Chapel Cambridge, the church that we have gone to a few times since we've been here in Cambridgeshire.

During Pastor Joey's wrap up of the second service he began to proclaim who Jesus is.
There is this song that I heard a little while ago at some ihop conference I went to and the lyrics are as follows:

And we know that Your eyes are like flames of fire and we know that Your head is as white as wool. 
We know that Your voice, it sounds like waters. Jesus You're beautiful. 


I've always had a liking for that song, although I don't know why... because I have never understood it. In my blindness I never understood how the things described were beautiful. Even after I came to terms with the fact that I just won't understand it fully, I came to the point were I'd just thank God for being the beautiful mystery that He is. But today, as the names of Jesus were being spoken out and proclaimed I heard my self whisper out "Jesus you are beautiful."
He is the creator of universe, and the redeemer of the world. The bright and morning star. The one who was, and is and is to come. The only one who can soften the hardest of hearts. Hope to the hopeless. A Healer for the broken. He comforts and brings peace like no other.
The lover of my soul, a Father to the fatherless, and more than I could ever imagine.
He is beautiful.
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Oh, and pretty funny too!
Naturally, the more I know a person the more comfortable and thus outgoing I will be around them. The less I know people, the more reserved I am. As Christine and I stood while the chairs were being packed up she said to me "I just don't feel lead to go talk to anyone right now." She suggested that I go make conversation but, I replied with "I didn't  really want to" She then corrected and challenged me by saying that "I shouldn't just go with my flesh" I then began to say that "I wasn't, if opportunity presents itsel-" And really, before I could finish my sentence I had a hand in mine and was then saying my name to introduce myself to a person who had just walked up.

Maybe you've noticed; or maybe you haven't.. But for the most part, while I write the blog we all laugh that I make Christine sound like a hero. However as she was sitting in front of me for the first service, I noticed flowers on the back of her dress which I recognized from the front of her dress. Puzzled, I scooped my finger on the inside of her dress and felt for the tag. When it was no where to be found I leaned over once more and told her that it was on backwards. She then left to go fix it.
the hero put her cape on backwards.

I pray right now that each and everyone of you come to the reality of the love that Christ has for you. That you all come under the full blessing that the Lord wants to lavish on you. And that you are truly blessed on this day.

Happy Resurrection day, 

Alyssa.