The Rising Son
As a young boy, I grew up in West Palm Beach, Florida. On Easter, most of the Christians would go to the Atlantic Ocean for the Easter Sunrise (Sonrise) Service. There would be thousands of early morning worshipers waiting to Praise God for another Easter and the symbolic rising of His Son Jesus Christ (Note: we were not worshiping the sun, but we were worshiping the Son). We would arrive while it was still dark and we would sing Easter Hymns while watching the orange glow in the sky until finally the orange got brighter and brighter, and finally we would see the break of the top arch of the sun on the watery horizon. We witnessed yet another Easter and the miracle of God in raising His Son from the dead. With that, the choir from several churches would sing, “Up from the Grave He Arose…” and “The Hallelujah Chorus.” Now, fast forward to a couple years ago… Read more
