Easter Sunday this year is falling at a time of so much change. So much new life.
The month is changing, the season is changing, and I am changing.
Are you?
Are you in any kind of metamorphosis right now, any kind of renewal?
More than ever I think, things are really truly changing.
I hope you are sensing it, and I hope it is all beautiful and exciting.
When I reflect on the Christian importance of this weekend,
what my mind most often drifts to is redemption.
We have been redeemed from our sins by our Savior.
We have been traded. Purchased. Protected from darkness and storms
and even from ourselves for a while,
our debts relieved and our futures bright and open with loving possibility.
From a million years ago, one of our homemade Easter rituals, commemorating the Passover night.
This is so in step with how I have been trying to manage my own life lately,
just the word redemption.
For what different things in this world am I redeeming my precious time and energy?
Spiritually speaking, the question becomes even more challenging.
What trades am I making? What contracts are written with my free will,
after such a costly redemption?
It’s plenty to think about, but it doesn’t make me sad anymore.
Life is so throbbing with energy right now that I am only motivated, revived,
and hopeful for the possibility of everything good and amazing!
Break your dormancy, friends.
Erupt through the soil, nourished by invisible things and sparked back to life,
filled with all the life force you need
to grow into your fullest, most beautiful, most useful potential.
Face the sun.
Accept every kind of weather.
Stretch your roots deeply and enjoy the company of bugs and worms.
It’s going to be a season for the record books, and I wish you the best of it all.
Happy Easter!
xoxoxoxo
Happy Easter, my friend. Redemption and forgiveness are the two things I think about at Easter – and for me, forgiving myself was the biggest epiphany I had during some dark times.
Hope your day is blessed with love and family.
XOX
Happy Easter, Marie! I love the picture of you and your girls, and the last one of the green pushing through, particularly.