So, on Monday, I shared how much I enjoyed Easter Sunday. What I didn’t mention was that I was a little surprised. You see, I can be one of those people who tend to think we shouldn’t need a “special day” every year to celebrate something that we should be celebrating every day. Do we really have to wait till Thanksgiving Day to be grateful? Do we have to wait for Valentine’s Day, Mother’s Day, Father’s Day, etc to show our favorite people how much we care about them? Shouldn’t we be mindful every day of the amazing fact that God, the Son left His place in heaven to take the human form–even a newborn infant, a suffering servant, a crucified sin-bearer, and a risen savior?
But, then I get a day like this past Sunday. Even though I do try to be mindful of all we have because of Jesus, somehow it all came into an even sharper focus this past Easter.
On the family and fun side, two of my kids were able to come home for Easter dinner and brought a good friend from Gordon College. I even made a quick dash to the local CVS to pick up the usual bunnies and chocolate eggs. Even at my ripe old age, I can still remember waking up in my single-digit years and seeing the kitchen table filled with goodies. OK, so I do realize we are talking about a spiritual holiday, but family fun is good, too.
On the spiritual side, I began to ponder anew on the wonders of the resurrection and what that can mean and should mean in my daily life. Continue Reading…