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HE ROSE IN APRIL



I just love EASTERs maybe a little more than Christmas, not necessarily because of the celebration but it brings a strong reminder of the Implication of HIS Resurrection

He conquered death, so am Alive in Him
He got Up so I can GET up too

Yes! He pranked the Devil, He left heaven so He can get me there with Him

He recover all I lost, so I have all things in Christ

His Death brought me access, so I can come boldly before my Father

I have received abundance of Grace and of the Gift of Righteousness, so I have Eternal Life & I will forever reign with Him! YES Forever!

I have been Made Alive in Him so I walk in the Newness of Life. The Old has been done away with!

The spirit of bondage has been done away with, I have received the Spirit of Adoption

I have been empowered because I have the Holy Ghost in me, who was released upon his ascension on His Throne

-His Resurrection Has repositioned me so am seated in a HIGH place

This and more He has done, we stand, Walk, Sit & Sleep in this Truth.

Having this understanding empowers my Faith, It will empower yours too

NO CHRISTIANITY WITHOUT HIS RESURRECTION

By the way He ROSE in April & Am Born in April, so if you are not Born this Month, Me I dunno which month you will now go and be born..oh

HAPPY RESURRECTION!!!
#AmUpWithHIM
#HeRoseInApril
#AprilBornsAreEverything

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