Alone—I enter the garden, where Jesus waits for me.

Alone—I sense His presence, The One who died for me.

Alone—I hear Him whisper, “My child I’m  alive—not dead!

“Look at my scars, touch my hands. Believe—It’s just as I said!”

  “My body and blood was enough— Atoning sacrifice for all sin.”

 Those who come to the Lamb of God need never doubt again.”

“Put your finger here and see my hands. Put your hand into the wound in my side.
Don’t be faithless any longer. Believe”  (John 20: 27 NLT).