Someone said, any holiday that starts with a Friday can’t be bad anyhow, so the Easter holiday has always been a favourite of mine.
To get over the how big Christmas was for me as a kid and how it has lost its buzz for me the older I have gotten, I always console myself by saying, Christ’s birth should be celebrated every day of our lives anyway (True that!).
However one holiday I didn’t know I still treasured and want to celebrate every year was Easter. And just like the birth story, the fact that we serve a risen Lord should be celebrated daily, much so during the period after Lent each year with a 4 day holiday. Well sob sob, I didn’t get my 4 day holiday, and if you thought it was just about the holiday, it is not. It is about the dawn of hope that for as long as I can remember starts on palm Sunday with the raising of palm leaves in praise as we remember our saviour’s journey to Jerusalem where our redemption not only started but was sealed;
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Good Friday the next week after palm Sunday when the Calvary story is brought to life as we try to live in the moment when our savior gave up His life for our redemption. I remember my very first participation in a 3mile walk to emulate the way of the cross last year that was organized jointly by all the churches in the area.
Until now I had never realized that living out the story of resurrection does lift me and not just because of the Easter songs but the symbol of hope and eternal life renewed in me.
I think there is no more other time other than Easter when the fact that our God is love is displayed bolder than ever. To think that He left his grand home in heaven, lived among us, got abused by the same people he came to save and then suffered a brutal death at the hands of the very same people. As a kid I always thought to myself just like some people down there in Golgotha that day , if he was really God why didn’t he stop this. Actually in my child like mind I always thought if it was me I would have done some superman tricks , jumped off the cross and flown into heaven. As I grew older I appreciated the fact that indeed Jesus could have stopped this script right from the garden before Judas betrayed him but he let his love for us take the day so that we could not only be free from the curse of sin but have hope.
So I did feel cheated that there was no raising of palms this year for me, nor a good Friday service and a Easter Monday .Easter Monday as a matter of fact doesn’t even exist on the official calendar here. Henceforth as long as I have breath I will try to celebrate, the birth and resurrection not just daily but much more so on the days that the rest of the world joins in to celebrate them as a unified body, the bride of our Lord Jesus.
