Easter

I join with billions of Christians across the globe in a profound celebration of the Risen Christ. It is in this miracle that I find my hope, my confidence, and my very life. My whole being worships with an utter certainty in remembrance of the cross, the grave, and the empty tomb. On Good Friday, I sat with death. On Silent Saturday, I mourned the sacrifice. Today, Easter Sunday, I rejoice in resurrection.

Yet, as I close my Lenten reflections and embrace Easter, I pause to think about all those things that are dead or dormant within me. What dreams have I allowed to die, because they seem impossible? What hopes lie dormant, because achieving them seems improbable? What are the dead things, or the dying things, in all our lives that need to be resurrected or resuscitated?

While the Lenten journey ends, let a new spring season begin...one in which we dare to do the impossible and achieve the improbable. Let us embrace a theology of abundance, instead of religion of scarcity. Because is not this the very message of the cross? Salvation and freedom, in abundance; sacrificial and unconditional love, in abundance; death defeated and eternal life, in abundance.

My prayer is for all those hopes and dreams that have died an early death, or for all those hopes and dreams that have been killed with harsh words and lack of support...let them arise anew in you. Risen, indeed.