First, I thought of how Christ's resurrection is a defining event in human history, and my anniversary is a defining event in mine.
Second, I thought of how Christ's resurrection is a ransom, a deliverance from an inevitably miserable fate. Um, yeah. I'm sure you can see where I'm going with that...
It's true. My life with Dixie is literally a deliverance. I was taken from one state of being to another. From online dating (please don't judge me) to joint filing. From going-to-the-gym-after-work to please-pick-up-a-gallon-of-milk. From condo to apartment. From single to holding her hand as I fall asleep.
Yeah. That's deliverance.
And then there's this Saturday. I can't wait.