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Because of Him

This Easter season, there has been a trend going around with the hashtag "#BecauseofHim". I didn't want to follow the rest of the crowd, but as I started reflecting, I wanted to write a blog post about my thoughts.

So here it goes...

Because of Him...I get to study at this great university that is centered around the Spirit. It is amazing the kind of people you meet and experiences you get to have when it is centered around Jesus Christ.


Because of Him...I have the most amazing friends in the whole world. I got to meet them through common beliefs and an understanding of Jesus Christ.

Because of Him...I get to stay with these crazy people FOREVER. They are stuck with me whether they like it or not. Jesus died and was resurrected so that we may live again. We can be with our families forever. This is something I have grown to appreciate more and more as I have not lived in the same state as my family for three years.


Because of Him...I am here. He helped me when I was at my weakest point. He was that shoulder for me to cry on and that person who would always listen. He convinced me that life is worth living. He taught me to see the beauty in the little things.

Because of Him...I am stronger. I have been able to not only tolerate life, but enjoy it. I have been able to rely on Him during times of hardship and times of blessings. He is always there for me.

Because of Him...I am learning to be a better me. I have been able to learn what it means to be Amy. I have seem me in Him and I have strived to have others see Him in me.


Easter isn't about the eggs and chocolate. It is not about the colors or the season. It is about Christ. Jesus is the Christ. He is our Savior. I cannot even express what gratitude fills my soul because of this. I know that He lives. I know this more than I know that I am typing these words right now (at 11:11 at night). I know that He is my brother. I know that He is always there for me.

Happy Easter!

Come what may and love it!

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  1. Because of him I get to be your friend! Thanks for the great post Amy!

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