easter.

remember.

remember me.

remember the things i showed you, the words i spoke to you, the moments we shared in silence, the times we laughed together and the times we shared in sorrow, the places we saw, the people we encountered, the stories we told.

i remember you when you were broken, desolate, afraid and alone.

i was too.

you stopped breathing, stopped living, stopped hoping.

so did i.

but i returned. i rose and ascended. i walked through death and on the other side - a way for you to escape with me.

i rescued you out of the pit.

i sought you out. out of millions i created, i searched for your heart and i would not rest until it was mine.

i found you in your despair and i created a new life, one that was worth living.

i took away that rock you called a heart and replaced it with a beating one, made of flesh and blood, that beat for me and gave you a reason to sing again.

remember me, and celebrate me. celebrate the man with calloused feet and tired eyes. celebrate the heart that gave to the poor and the life that changed the course of history.

i am alive, you are loved, and you are not alone. nothing else matters.