Easter Sunday
Saturday, April 7th, 2007It’s easy to become immune to the Easter message. Over the years our Christianness dull’s the reality of the pain and suffering Jesus experienced over Easter. Like Christmas, Easter has become more about the holiday, gifts and chocolate, than about Jesus dieing for us and rising to life.
Today is about Jesus resurection. Defeating satan once and for all so that we might stand with him now and in heaven.
It took the collapse of my first marriage for me to be in a position where God could speak to me and I would listen. Easter 2000. I was failing to get to grips with my reality and quickly slipping into what’s best described as a downward suicidle spiral when I heard him say that I had value to him. It was like he reached out and grabbed me before I dived head first over the edge into the abysis.
Easter holds a very special place in my heart. If it hadn’t listened to him back in Easter 2000 I wouldn’t be here now. That much I am certain of.
Having said that I’ve been guilty of missing the point as the years have rolled on. It’s only recently that I’ve become more aware to how bad it actually was. Words just can not describe what Jesus went through. The bible writers have spared us the glorious technicolour pictures. Their story is still pretty gruesome though and all we can do is read between the lines. I dont know if this is a good thing or not.
What I do know is that if Jesus hadn’t been obedient then our Christian faith would have a different basis and direction now and I probably would be here. It would have been like me not hearing him back in 2000.
All that he did, he did out of love. Completely freely given. Nothing required, nothing owed, nothing asked for. I’ve discovered that without him life isn’t worth living and that I owe him everything.
Thank you