What a beautiful Easter morning. We lost a little girl in our valley a few years ago. She was 12 and had battled cancer. She was spunky and beautiful and wonderful and my friend. I was asked to speak at her funeral. Toughest thing I’ve ever did. But the one thing I could hold onto was the FACT that she will rise again. Because of THIS DAY. Easter is the epitome of HOPE. THANKS LORD- SO MANY THANKS!!!