By the time Easter arrived I was overcome with gratitude and while watching the Passion of the Christ with two local island girls I was moved to tears. He said YES to the most horrific and painful plan that His Father ever devised. Someone needed to die for the crimes, the offenses, the abuse, the neglect, the SIN that separated us from the Father. I am grateful He did!!
We also watched the movie Son of God, and the TV series the Bible. All those images just conjured up feelings of gratitude and thankfulness in my spirit.
When my kids were small I used to decorate eggs with them. I hadn't planned on doing it but when Rubeen and Ashley came by the house on Good Friday I decided to ask if they wanted to decorate eggs for fun. They looked at me with this blank look on their faces... decorate eggs??? why?? So I was able to show them food dye and how to make different colours and how to colour with crayon and decorate them. They loved it!!
After that we watched the Passion of the Christ together. I was a little nervous about it being too graphic for the girls but I explained everything as we watched it. They cried along side me. What love. For me, as a mother, I was wrought with grief as I watched Mary grieve over the atrocities that happened to her son. I stopped the video at one point and shared Isaiah 52:14 with them which says that 'His appearance was so disfigured beyond that of any human being, and His form marred beyond human likeness'. I remember years ago when the movie "The Passion of the Christ' first came out I wondered if Mel Gibson had made it too graphic as his movies can be a bit 'blood thirsty'. I asked the Lord (since He was there) and He brought that verse in Isa. 52 to mind. When I read it, I realized that truly He suffered more then any other man who the sins of the world.
On Easter Saturday I decided to make Easter bread. I have not made that bread in 6 years and I used to make it every Easter in Canada. I think it was the egg decorating that got me going with that idea, but either way, it was wonderful to have our neighbour's over for bread, cake and fruit on our deck. We ended up visiting all day together: playing games, talking and going for a late afternoon swim.
On Easter Sunday Bob and I rose at the dawn of that day and drove to the Lighthouse on the way to West Bay. It was disappointing because as we arrived it began to rain. Bob read the account from Luke about His resurrection with the sound of rain pelting our car. We love to watch the sunrise and I was so grateful when the rain stopped and we were able to see the most beautiful sunrise ever!!!
He is alive. May He rise up with healing in His wings every day for you. He is able. He is.
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