Well happy Easter everyone!
Lots of people rising to the challenge of making Easter happy and special in spite of this crazy head wrecking covid 19 season.
Already today I’ve felt every emotion possible. It’s like this virus has stripped us bare; cruelly removing all our carefully crafted protective armour and masks. Raw emotion lurking so close to the surface it takes very little to expose it. I find myself fighting back tears more times in a day than ever before. And the things that touch me feel like the smallest and silliest of things. I find myself just as quick to anger. The slightest offence , to put it crudely, just pisses me off as though someone had stolen my most prized possessions! Yet at the same time I have felt intense joy in things I’d previously taken for granted. Conversations with people who matter. Brief encounters with friends who have walked past our house or have passed us on the street. Birds seem to tweet louder. Family meals. The sunshine. Even the rain we had the other night.
These last few weeks I’ve felt both helpful and helpless. Hopeful and hopeless. Guilty and free. Anxious and at peace. Focussed and all over the place. Unsettled and contented. Resentment and forgiveness. Bitterness and grace. Lonely and surrounded. Unseen and seen. Unheard and heard. Known and forgotten.
I’m sure I’m not alone in all of the above.
Today is Easter Sunday. Ordinarily I’d be in church. Singing “O Happy Day” and declaring “He is risen”. And if I’m honest I’d have done that irrespective of what was happening in my life and irrespective of how I was truly feeling. Our circumstances don’t change the circumstances of the Easter story or the story behind the Easter story. The story being about love, hope, unity, freedom, goodness and life.
For those followers of Jesus from the accounts of the resurrection; the disciples and the Marys; this Easter Sunday was truly a good and happy day. A day when life overcame death; good overcame evil; hope overcame despair. This is as relevant and real and truth filled today as ever before. Maybe more so.
And yet…. life still went on for those happy people. There was still uncertainty. Still confusion. Still persecution. Still struggle. Life wasn’t suddenly rosy for Peter and his crew as we see when we read the book of Acts.
And so that’s how I can relate to the resurrection story on this weird, unprecedented (now there’s a word I never want to hear again when this is over!) Easter Sunday. It’s all about hope and perspective. It’s about acknowledging the present. The fear. The grief. The frustration. The loneliness. The anger. The sadness. Whilst at the same time noting and holding onto future hope; to those moments of joy; of contentment; of love; of grace.
This dark season will come to an end. The sun will eventually rise. The battle against this virus will be won. It won’t be a fairytale ending…. think we’ve learnt that no ones life is a fairy tale…. but it can and will be good again….. And it will be good because fundamentally we are good.We each have the capacity for goodness. That’s how we were made. Out of love and for love. And true love is always good.
So have a good and happy Easter everyone.
With loads of love ❤️🌈❤️