Lent 47: Easter Joy

31 03 2013

Christ is risen! He is risen indeed!

I realize that not everyone feels this joy today. Not everyone is celebrating the resurrection.. some don’t believe, some are too tired, some are alone and feeling that loneliness… some are suffering through other hardships that make celebration difficult. Which makes the day even more painful–that so many are celebrating, and yet joy is hard to muster up in the midst of some circumstances.

Lent 47: Easter JoyI realize that Easter doesn’t solve all the problems of the world. Far from it. Things still go wrong, awfully wrong, all the time. Life can be so challenging and frustrating and all sorts of … “ing”s.

I realize that tomorrow is Monday, work begins again, the same to-do lists we had sitting on our desks and dining room tables and other flat spaces in homes.. these to-do lists will still be there. And no amount of peanut butter eggs, or lasagna, or ham, or turkey, or whatever… will do the work for us. No matter how creative our dyed eggs are–or aren’t–stuff is waiting for us tomorrow. And even today.

And I realize that in all these situations and in every situation, God is still good. Christ has still risen. And my hope and prayer today is that I, and you, can reflect the joy of knowing the risen Lord, whether we feel joyful or not.

May the Easter Joy bring you strength and peace today, and every day.





Day 47: (4:24) the road ahead

27 04 2011

4:24: the road ahead

I cannot believe No, I can believe… that I am this late in posting my Easter photo–the final photo for “Journey to 4:24”. I took the photo on Sunday, and yet, here I sit… Wednesday morning, posting. Oh well. That said, here’s my post.

Easter is the ultimate example of hope, of life, of possibility. It is God’s unimaginable love for us, reconciling himself to humanity through Jesus Christ. It is God forgiving our sin, and giving us life, so we can live abundantly.

Easter is about the road ahead, full of possibility. Let us live into that hope-filled life, empowered by the empty tomb. (Even when we’re running behind.)