Easter. A day of great joy.
Also my birthday. Another new path forged.
Days I didn't want to walk through.
Yet the beat of time relentless in its march.
Jeremiah 31:3 The LORD appeared to us in the past, saying: "I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with unfailing kindness
Even though I don't feel it. Even though my heart cries for the one I miss; we are kept.
I want to shake the memories. Crystal heads up to sing again this year. She is a strong young lady. She seeks the holy. Not understanding all this. But trying. Searching.
Jeremiah 29:13 You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.
This has been a long week. I am left with so many questions. A Saturday to a Saturday. . . life changed in a moment. I seek to yield to the will of the Father. I echo our Lord's cry, not my will but thine. I don't know what is expected of me. Everything still so out of sorts. So raw. So I stay with what I know. I rejoice in the resurrection. The tomb could not hold Jesus. He has conquered death. He can break the bond of sin that holds us. He can fill our longing hearts. He is able.
There are small buds on the trees. New life. It is rising up; hope in every moment. May you step into that hope this Easter Monday. A day of remembering in Boston. A new Marathon. Stronger people.
We are a people who "will not be shaken,"
Our feet are placed on solid ground.