Easter is just around the corner & maybe you’re scurrying to finish up this week, to get a few things done before the festivities of Good Friday & Easter. Here’s a helpful resource to prepare for Easter. This is short & really good to share with your friends! 🙂
I’m not sure whose shirt I’m wearing today – I just know it kind of matches my skirt. The reason I don’t know whose shirt this is, is because almost all of my kids are now adult-size, so our clothes are easy to mixup. In some respects, it’s nice to have access to the extra clothing, but it’s challenging when I cant find my own clothes.
So I wonder if we don’t realize sometimes that we’re wearing the wrong clothes – grave clothes instead of resurrection garb. I say this because we live in a fallen world which overflows with death, despondency, darkness & futility. Sometimes, this kind of thinking can rub off on us, unknowingly, and then we walk around wearing the same mindset as the world around us.
Let’s be sure that we wear the resurrection clothing that Jesus provides & not the drab & droll grave clothes of the common thinking in the world around us!
When a person whom we love dies, its kind of a surreal journey & that has certainly been true for me with my dad’s death almost 2 months ago. I’m writing, on occasion, about my thoughts and feelings about his death not to be morbid or to seek for sympathy or attention. Instead, my intent is to help others who may be going through some grief or loss. With that being said, the first few weeks after my dad died were a bit of a whirlwind – lots of activities, people expressing concern, kindness and an overall sense of busy-ness. The last month, however, has seemed to settle down in relation to activities related to my dad’s passing. For me, this has been a more difficult time than when he first died. I find myself frequently remembering cool things about my dad:
- when I was 5 years old, he would let me ride on his shoulders when we would go to Israel so that I could see and hear what the tour guides were talking about – helping me experience the Bible in a first hand way
- he would make his coffee uber strong & playfully threaten to splatter weak coffee all over the wall – a sentiment with which I find myself in more & more agreement ,)
- stopping for ice cream at Baskin Robbins 31 flavors on the way home from church on Sunday nights & he always ordered (and shared with me) jamocha almond fudge 🙂
- when I was in junior high, he would come to my basketball games, even though he had absolutely no athletic inclination. Now more than ever, I totally appreciate what this means – watching jr high girls’ basketball can be a genuine labor of love ,)
So if you’re on a journey that includes grief or loss, I pray that you would continue to celebrate the good memories and characteristics of whoever has passed on and I pray that we can both turn to Jesus to carry our griefs and sorrows. After all that’s said and done, Jesus loves us and is walking along this journey with us.