Psalm 148
Praise God ! Easter morning, the Lord is risen!
Yesterday I spoke of a kind of limbo you are in when someone close to you dies. How I still miss my own dad. We spoke almost every day and I miss him something awful. It was, still is, a hard adjustment to not want to reach for the phone and call. Of course I believe he is in a much better place, free from the things that seemed to torment him in this life. But, I still miss him. What if he was to return? What if after they took his body away, after I had performed CPR, they secretly took his body away and revived him? Sounds weird but when you miss someone....
In the wee hours of the morning the women went to the tomb (women.. are ya listening Rome??). The women discovered Jesus' body was not there and they raced back to tell the Apostles who are cowering and in that limbo I spoke of. On top of betrayal and denials, they now find that what the women are saying highly doubtful. Later it happens, what we all wish for when a loved one dies, Jesus comes to them in a locked room, displaying his wounds and speaking to all of them. This is no hallucination. I can only imagine the missed heartbeats, the joy, the elation, the questions.
Everything Jesus said was true. Perhaps not how the Apostles understood, but they come around. They accept the commission of love and service that Jesus gives.
Today is such a joyous beautiful day. Today we celebrate new life. We celebrate that butterfly I spoke of the other day. We celebrate a God that loves us so much he would die for us. But before that a God that is willing to enter a cocoon like us, live life fully human with all that entails. And then we celebrate the rising, the new life, the possibility, nay the sureness of new life if we choose to embrace it.
This Easter morning we know that we are intimately and infinitely loved and that every morning is our opportunity to start anew. As Easter people we know that God has our back and that we can change, we can grow we can start anew. As sure a crocus' and tulips bloom
Easter is all about love and new life celebrated to the full. Praise God!
Praise God ! Easter morning, the Lord is risen!
Yesterday I spoke of a kind of limbo you are in when someone close to you dies. How I still miss my own dad. We spoke almost every day and I miss him something awful. It was, still is, a hard adjustment to not want to reach for the phone and call. Of course I believe he is in a much better place, free from the things that seemed to torment him in this life. But, I still miss him. What if he was to return? What if after they took his body away, after I had performed CPR, they secretly took his body away and revived him? Sounds weird but when you miss someone....
In the wee hours of the morning the women went to the tomb (women.. are ya listening Rome??). The women discovered Jesus' body was not there and they raced back to tell the Apostles who are cowering and in that limbo I spoke of. On top of betrayal and denials, they now find that what the women are saying highly doubtful. Later it happens, what we all wish for when a loved one dies, Jesus comes to them in a locked room, displaying his wounds and speaking to all of them. This is no hallucination. I can only imagine the missed heartbeats, the joy, the elation, the questions.
Everything Jesus said was true. Perhaps not how the Apostles understood, but they come around. They accept the commission of love and service that Jesus gives.
Today is such a joyous beautiful day. Today we celebrate new life. We celebrate that butterfly I spoke of the other day. We celebrate a God that loves us so much he would die for us. But before that a God that is willing to enter a cocoon like us, live life fully human with all that entails. And then we celebrate the rising, the new life, the possibility, nay the sureness of new life if we choose to embrace it.
This Easter morning we know that we are intimately and infinitely loved and that every morning is our opportunity to start anew. As Easter people we know that God has our back and that we can change, we can grow we can start anew. As sure a crocus' and tulips bloom
Easter is all about love and new life celebrated to the full. Praise God!
Praise the Lord!
Praise the Lord from the heavens;
praise him in the heights!
Praise him, all his angels;
praise him, all his host!
praise him in the heights!
Praise him, all his angels;
praise him, all his host!
Praise him, sun and moon;
praise him, all you shining stars!
Praise him, you highest heavens,
and you waters above the heavens!
Let them praise the name of the Lord,
for he commanded and they were created.
He established them for ever and ever;
he fixed their bounds, which cannot be passed.*
Praise the Lord from the earth,
you sea monsters and all deeps,
fire and hail, snow and frost,
stormy wind fulfilling his command!
Mountains and all hills,
fruit trees and all cedars!
Wild animals and all cattle,
creeping things and flying birds!
Kings of the earth and all peoples,
princes and all rulers of the earth!
Young men and women alike,
old and young together!
Let them praise the name of the Lord,
for his name alone is exalted;
his glory is above earth and heaven.
He has raised up a horn for his people,
praise for all his faithful,
for the people of Israel who are close to him.
Praise the Lord!
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