Our Fear, Our Hope

Jesus, fully human, kneels in the garden where beauty is hidden in darkness, and heart torn with anquish sweats blood. “Take this cup from me”…

“Yet, your will be done”

And we like the disciples would rather close our eyes to grief and pain as we remove ourselves from consciousness and live in dreams. We cover our fears and grief, our anxiety and physical deaths with articles of pleasure, lust for beauty and by throwing stones of warfare at those we fear and hand nails to those who would torture out of hate. We run away to save ourselves.

“Forgive them, they know not what they do”

as he offered himself to pain on the cross, taunted, bleeding, each breath as if taken under water
we turn away
This man of healing and love still spoke hope to one hanging nearby takes his last breath and fully submits himself to his Fathers hands.

“It is finished”

If not for Easter morning. If not for Mary’s finding the empty tomb would we look upon his sacrifice to save us?

Thousands of Easters have come and gone, love laid in the tomb fills us with sorry. Love cast out in lands near and far from the cross, bloody stones thrown with hatred and fear..How are we to hope?

Jesus said to her “I am the Resurrection and the life. He who believes in me, though he may die, he shall live. And whoever lives and believes in Me shall never die. Do you believe this? ” John 11:25-25 NKJV

On this Easter morning, with snow covering the earth I ponder the gray sky, my search for signs of new life and spring hidden under the snow. Sorrow could overcome me yet my heart has known the joy of Easter and others know it too.

It is up to us to remember, have faith that seeds of love will grow where we plant them in due time. Turn our hearts toward the emptiness to know the Love that passes all understanding. The empty cross, the empty tomb leave space to fill.

Jesus said to him ” You shall love the LORD your God with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your mind.

And the second is like it: “you shall love your neighbor as yourself” Matthew 22:37, 38

It is that simple.

Happy, Joyous, Easter, Alleluia, alleluia He is Risen!

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