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Welcome to this special Easter edition of Redeeming the Chaos with Laurie Christine! 

A FAMILY DEVOTIONAL FOR EASTER

For 30 days leading up to Easter, I will be reading to you from my easter devotional book, Come and See! 30 Family Bible Stories for Easter.  

Today, I am reading Come and See! Chapter 18 – ANOTHER MOTHER.

Come and See!  invites families of elementary-aged children to experience firsthand the anticipation, the sorrow, the tragedy, the fear, and the ultimate triumph of Jesus’ death and resurrection. 

Through the eyes of six eye witnesses, you will be led on a journey through the busyness of  the streets of Jerusalem, to the despair of Golgotha, and finally to the celebration of the empty grave.

This bookincludes 30 short devotional stories, each with accompanying Scripture references and questions for discussion and imagination.

We are going to be reading one story each day leading up to Easter.  You’re welcome to grab the kids and listen together for your family Bible time.  Or, if you would rather read to your kids on your own, you can DOWNLOAD A FREE COPY OF THE ENTIRE EBOOK HERE.

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ANOTHER MOTHER – Told by John, A Disciple of Jesus

“I sat in the dirt, gazing up into the face of my Lord, my friend. My heart ached to see him hanging there, his hands and feet nailed to the jagged wood of the cross.”JOHN, A DISCIPLE OF JESUS

I sat in the dirt, gazing up into the face of my Lord, my friend. My heart ached to see him hanging there, his hands and feet nailed to the jagged wood of the cross. His chest rose and fell, desperately trying to fill his lungs with every labored breath. The soldiers had whipped and beaten Jesus beyond recognition. His face was covered in purple bruises, and blood oozed from the wounds in his head. I could see the long, red gashes on his body where the Roman whips had torn his flesh. A sign hung above his head that read “The king of the Jews.”

I couldn’t believe this was really happening. It all felt like a nightmare. The events of the previous night were a blur as I recalled Jesus being arrested in the Garden of Gethsemane and led away by the Roman guards. And now this. I had hoped that maybe our governor, Pilate, would see reason and declare Jesus innocent. But he had washed his hands of the matter and handed Jesus back over to the Jewish authorities. 

Jesus’ mother, Mary, was sitting near me at the foot of the cross. I could hear her muffled sobs, and I could see her shoulders heaving up and down in agony. I imagined my own mother, losing a son in this horrible way, and I choked back a sob as well. Leaning close to Mary, I put my arm around her shoulders and squeezed tightly, attempting to absorb her sobs and comfort her in some small way. 

Jesus looked down from the cross and saw his moth...