Did you know that you can grow up in the church and miss the meaning of Easter? I know, because for many years, I did. I started attending church nine months before I was born and could recite the historical facts of Good Friday and Easter. I’d even memorized John 3:16. But, somehow, I’d missed the personal ramifications of Easter. That changed when a speaker at middle school camp spoke on the cross and I realized God didn’t just love the world in general; He loved me in particular. God so Continue Reading