Empty Tomb

The resurrection story never grows old. Today I woke with a sense of gratitude of all our Lord has done for us. I thought of the night He was born in Bethlehem and how there was no room at the inn. How different Jesus' response is. He always makes room. "Whosoever will may come."

My grandmother and mother used to sing an old hymn of the Church that sums the thought up best.

There's room at the Cross for you.
There's room at the Cross for you.
Though millions have come.
There's still room for one.
Yes, there's room at the Cross for you.

My godly grandmother believed when love reigned in a home... the walls of that home were made of elastic. Everyone was welcome. Many times she added more water to her kettle full of soup so it would stretch to feed a few more.

We rejoice today because the tomb is empty... our hearts are full!