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I cry a lot. All kinds of tears, all kinds of situations. I always say that my emotions and the Spirit are just too much to be contained and they must spill out of my eyes. The tears need a place to go. I feel the salt of the tears, which reminds me everything needs seasoning, to be truly worth consuming. I want a life that is well seasoned and worthy of consuming. And a good cry always feels good–I feel a weight lifted, a cleansing, a life consumed.
God promised a lightness, a cleansing, a life worthy of living. He promised so many prophets and kings in the Old Testament that He would make a new covenant with HIS people. He would be there, He would save us, He would redeem us, He would wipe away our tears and hold us close–all those who believe in the might and power of a one true Lord. He sent Jesus to be the Christ, to be the Messiah, to BE that new promise. That Light of the world that will sparkle on our tears and turn them into rainbows. Jesus Christ holds us through the bad times, He shelters us, and carries us to a promised land.
This Easter let us proclaim the name of Jesus: who carried out years of promises and prophecies. Who lived His life in service and teaching, that we, 2000 years later would be able to celebrate His life and death. I have a feeling the joy and amazingness of this promise realized will spill out of my eyes on Easter morning. But they will be colorful tears, radiating the power of my Savior in my life.
It is Good Friday. The day that we remember the crucifixion of Christ. The day God proved just how much He loved each of us, despite the dark moments, despite the weirdness, despite all of our cracks and need for grace. He loves us whether we have unwrapped our talents, and whether we have unwrapped His gift of love and grace. He loves us. He has complete faith in us. He forgives us. He wants us. Each and every one.
God loves us so much that He gave up His own son so that He can keep all of His children with him in heaven. We are eternally HIS. Jesus carried the weight of all those sins, and hung there dying, to give us life.
Today we remember Jesus’ act of complete and total obedience. We observe the enormity of His sacrifice, and offer our thanks that He thought of each of us. And today we can pledge to honor that gift to the full extent it deserves.
These words give me so much peace. When I was in my deepest, darkest spots of depression what kept me going was the knowledge that God still loved me, despite my shortcomings and worry. I could hear him whispering it to me. As I would cry, and criticize myself, there was always a voice that repeated, “I love you, I always have, I always will, I am always here. You will be okay.” I listened to the voice, and I am still here, still loved, still held by Jesus.
We all have the dark moments. They come cloaked in all sorts of costumes: illness, marriage issues, death, debt, addiction. And we can all find peace in Christ’s promise. The words above are a super simplified version of how Paul spelled it out for us in Romans:
6-8 Christ arrives right on time to make this happen. He didn’t, and doesn’t, wait for us to get ready. He presented himself for this sacrificial death when we were far too weak and rebellious to do anything to get ourselves ready. And even if we hadn’t been so weak, we wouldn’t have known what to do anyway. We can understand someone dying for a person worth dying for, and we can understand how someone good and noble could inspire us to selfless sacrifice. But God put his love on the line for us by offering his Son in sacrificial death while we were of no use whatever to him.
I am not perfect. Not by a long shot. None of us are. Yet, God still gave us Easter and the promise of salvation. It is now Holy Week, only a few days until my favorite holiday. I find Easter incredibly powerful.
Spring, itself has a big impact every year on my life. It is hard holding depression at bay all winter, especially when it snows in March. I struggled this past week. I felt the heaviness of our family being in the house all the time, my head ached with annoyance, their need, and my need for their independence. I was CRANKY. I was CRACKED. But this weekend, the blue skies showed up, I went for a walk, I sat in the bay window and literally soaked up warm sun rays like a cat. I found the daffodils pushing up in the garden. I spent a day painting and playing. Everything feels new again. I admitted I was in need, that I couldn’t do it, and GRACE showed up in those cracks, oozed out like the mud of spring time.
That is what I love about Easter. No matter how many cracks I have, I can confess them to Jesus, because He already knows they are there. He fulfilled a plan that fills those cracks with an infinite amount of grace. He knew when He hung on that cross that I would sin, and yet He loves me anyway. And it is the same for each of us. If we look at the cracks as openings for His grace, and not as caverns we can fall into, it changes our whole perspective. We know we can hop those cracks and make to the other side, whole, intact, and loved completely. We just have to hop them holding Jesus’ hand.
the song: The Only Name by Big Daddy Weave
There is one name who saves us. There was only one who died for us on the cross. There is only one who rose again and is waiting for us in heaven. There is only one who gives grace freely to those He created. Jesus. Just that name.
The song: All the People Said Amen by Matt Maher
I love that our church says this…and all God’s people say…and everyone exclaims AMEN. The kids are the best, they all YELL it. They high five Pastor Dorothy and say amen. It is so happy, praise full, and we are one. My kids say it at home after prayers. Tanner wanders around saying it.
AMEN, amen, amen. Such a simple word, but it means so much. We agree, we accept, we believe, we will follow, we will go, we will serve, we will. Amen.