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Was anyone else taken by surprise by the snow that showed up the last Monday of March? I had our granddaughters down to visit from Cheyenne for a couple of days---and snow was not in my personal forecast. It completely bummed me out.
Because I feel like I’m needing some sunshine and good outdoor days for my soul. Anyone else? All of a sudden, the promise of spring isn’t nearly enough. Grass coming up through the snow is not doing it for me. And sunny days buffeted by winds are not filling my cup.
Maybe it’s the shooting at East High School on March 22nd that ended with the tragic death of the shooter, too closely followed by another shooting, this time in Nashville, only five days later, leaving three 9 year olds and four adults dead. How long can we do this, this grieving and crying and rallying for change—only to do it all over again mere days later. We simply are not equipped to handle this kind of violence day after day and still remain healthy and whole. Usually, we have other coping mechanisms—keeping our own heads down? numbing the pain with binges of food or drugs or tv? pointing the finger at the person that we are convinced is to blame? lashing out at the people closest to us?
I don’t want just a tiny flower bursting up through the pavement—I need an explosion of living color bursting through the earth, overtaking the rubble of our lives. I need this eruption to be so overwhelming that all the pain that has been, all the hurt and the violence and the hopelessness is swallowed up and never seen again.
As we move toward just such an outburst of life and hope through the celebration of Easter, I pray that you will find an audacious hope in the face of a dark and broken world, so that we can see a new day together, so bright and sunny and beautiful and complete that the sun never needs to set again.
Grace and peace to you today-
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