It's not spring break. It's not the Easter Bunny. It's not eggs and candy.
What is it?
It is the Savior who suffered and died for each of us, as a gift of love from God.
He saw our faces and our names and our lives and our pain.
My life has been far from perfect. I know that some of that suffering was for me.
But I try and live a good life. I try and live my life in such a way, that as our lives came before the Savior's eyes, my life and efforts could give Him one moment of pause and relief amidst the anguish and suffering of milions of sins.