Easter Sunday Post
I'm not putting words together so well this week, struggling with the loss of my friend, my SWLF sister. I want to write something about Nikki, but I cannot, yet. In a day or so.
These are just some random, scattered thoughts I've been thinking.
These are some verses, from the Gospel of John, chapters 14-16, that have been especially meaningful to me in recent days. Jesus is speaking, in each:
Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. Do not let your hearts be troubled, and do not be afraid.
Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends.
This is my command: Love each other.
In a little while, you will see me no more, and then after a little while you will see me.
You will grieve, but your grief will turn to joy. Now is your time of grief, but you will see me again, and you will rejoice, and no one will take away your joy.
One of the most powerful parts of the Easter story, to me, is in Luke's gospel when Jesus is betrayed. His friend, Peter, in an effort to protect Him, takes his sword and cuts off the ear of a Centurion, sent to apprehend Jesus. Jesus says, "No more of this!" and he touches the man's ear, and it is healed.
Luke's gospel is the only one in which this detail appears, I think. I never paid much attention to this vignette, until LG went to Sunday School, at age three, and her teacher emphasized it as an important part of the Easter story.
LG came home and said to me, "One thing I don't understand. Why did Jesus help that man, even though he knew that man wanted to hurt him?" While I tried to think of an answer that might be both accurate and understandable to a three-year-old, LG answered it herself. She said this as though it were the most obvious thing in the world: "I know! Because Jesus was being a Christian!"
I was speechless. I thought then, as I think now, "Kid, if you can get that, at age three, you're at a level of understanding that many adult Christians never reach." Most adults who profess Christianity can't seem to get that, I'm afraid. It is about loving, as God loves us. Even at our most unlovable. Perhaps especially at our most unlovable.
There is perhaps a better, more "proper" or at least different, Easter post here, from last year. In case you're not in the mood to go back there, I'll lift this from it, especially for my non-Christian friends here today:
" . . . if you're not celebrating the Resurrection, if you believe and think differently than I about this day, I especially want to say to you, I'm glad you're visiting, I'm thankful you've read this far. And even without the beliefs that accompany Easter, may you know the spirit of Easter -- love that comes to see about you; forgiveness that doesn't keep a record of your wrongs; a fresh start, a new beginning every morning; and a way to get home. Peace to you."
And for my Christian friends, some of you said last year that you didn't hear "it," and you didn't get to say "it," even though you went to church. This one's for you. You know what to do :)
HE IS RISEN.
You heard it here. Go tell it.
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