In the book of Esther, Mordecai and the other Jews had reason to mourn, but then they had reason to celebrate.

Nancy DeMoss Walgermouth points out, we should too.

Doesn't it seem kind of strange that some Christians should live all their lives down in the dumps?

Under the circumstances, and you've got to ask, what are you doing there?

Where's the gladness? Where's the joy?

Christ is our Mordecai. He is our deliverer. Such great news here on the Revive Our Hearts podcast

with Nancy DeMoss Walgamuth, co-author of You Can Trust God to Write Your Story. For March 20th, 2025, I'm Danegresh.

The book of Ecclesiastes tells us there's a time to weep and a time to laugh. Do you have that

balance in your life? We weep over the lost and over our own sin. At the same time, we need to joyfully celebrate God's forgiveness and goodness.

Today, Nancy invites us to celebrate as she continues in a series called Esther, God's

Woman at God's Time.

If you've read reports about the end of World War II. You remember that news traveled fast.

On May the 7th, 1945, Germany officially surrendered to the Allies, and the 8th of May the

next day was declared Victory in Europe Day, VE Day.

And that announcement set off wild celebrations all around the world, singing, dancing,

partying, parties in the streets. Some 500,000 people thronged the streets in New York City.

You may have seen the pictures there in Times Square, just this great outpouring of emotion.

Now, it was victory in Europe Day. The war wasn't yet over in the Pacific.

Japan didn't surrender for another three months, but people knew that victory Now, it was victory in Europe Day. The war wasn't yet over in the Pacific.

Japan didn't surrender for another three months, but people knew that victory was at hand.

And so the word traveled quickly and the celebrations broke out. In Europe, when Prime Minister Churchill announced the end of the war in England for the first time since the war began. Church bells rang out all over England. There was just celebration everywhere.

Well, that's a little bit the picture that came to my mind as I was reading Esther

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