Day 33: Lazarus is alive?!

11 04 2011

Lazarus is alive?!

The John 11 passage about a loved one being resurrected is challenging. It challenges our sense of fairness, of miracles, of why some bad things are fixed for some people, and many bad things aren’t fixed for many people..  but at the end of the week, I can see the joy and the shock of the resurrection.

The questions will still challenge. The problems won’t go away, some days will be joyous, some won’t. For us, for those we love, and for those we don’t even know, but who continue to struggle through life… But through it all, God is still present.

And for now, Lazarus is alive?! Abby, at least, will jump for joy!

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Day 8: fresh eyes

16 03 2011

(I’m switching to this coming Sunday’s gospel lesson today—John 3:1-17.)

fresh eyes

The John 3:1-17 text includes the very famous verse 16. And it’s a great verse. With a fantastic, often-overlooked verse following it.  But today I’m thinking about birth, re-birth, being born again. Honestly, this part of the passage has never been my favorite. At some point in my life, the “born again” language became synonymous with super-conservative-strict-holier-than-thou Christianity. Apparently this feeling was pretty strong, though I can’t remember why. But I still cringe—the teeniest bit—when I hear it.

“Born again” doesn’t have to be a negative concept, however. It isn’t, for Jesus. Confusing? Perhaps. At least for Nicodemus and a lot of us. Probably because we’re so used to things the way they have always been. What we need is new, fresh eyes, and a fresh perspective. Toddler eyes, really. Toddlers approach life as something to be tackled everyday–with gusto! (ok… mostly.) Life is something to be observed and enjoyed with our full selves. If you’re in doubt, follow a toddler—and even a preschooler—around for a day. They see things so differently—which can be annoying when you’re trying to get them dressed for preschool on time, but can be absolute joy when you’re swinging as an adult.

Tomorrow morning when I wake up, I’m going to try and remember to approach the day with new eyes. We’ll see how it goes. Chances are, I’ll forget for the first hour, do well for the second, then get bogged down by hour #3. And in hour #4? Maybe I’ll go swing, and see what I can take in from up high on the swingset.