My friend Justin and I went to the easter morning sunrise service this morning. Even though it was at an incredibly early 6:45 on a Sunday morning, I had been looking forward to this event since Friday. We met at the rock pile but moved to the 6th floor of the Dick building as to see a better sunrise. Ahh.. I love Nebraska sunrises (my recent, extremely cold sunrise in the non-polluted, dry air of Moab, UT recently held nothing in comparison). But the best part wasn't about the beauty of the sun, but the beauty of the Son.
We sang, we talked, we prayed. It was beautiful.
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