Saturday, April 7, 2012
40/40 Day 40 Twas the night before Easter...
and all through the church...
That does sound like a good opening to a poem. Perhaps I will write it someday, but not today. Tonight we are preparing to celebrate the resurrection of Christ. Tonight is technically the last night of Lent and tomorrow for all of you who have put off something is the day you can celebrate having done it and you can eat your carbs, your sugar, carnivorous meals of meat and poultry. You no longer have to deny yourselves caffeine and coffee, and all sorts of things that we have put aside for spiritual renewal. That is of course if you want to. It is also the time for those of us who have taken on something for Lent to take a break and a respite from doing whatever it is. That is of course if you want to.
Tonight is the last blog I have to do in a row. I don't have to schedule time in my day to blog whether it be in the evening which has been my habit, or the morning which has been my intention. However, the habit has been formed. I will want to blog. I need to blog. I will limit my blogging to a minimum of one or two a week and possibly more if the spirit moves. I have learned through this that I can express myself online and that there are some people out there in the world who will read it and not comment directly to me. Some have given me "likes" on facebook and have agreed with what I have to say. So this is a valuable habit and growth point for me. That is what Lent is all about, adding valuable habits and room to grow in you walk with Christ.
As I sit here typing my last blog of Lent, I am reflecting on the apostles, and what they must have been feeling on that Passover Saturday. They had just witnessed the death of their Messiah. Oh the questions and doubts that were going through their minds? They knew that they were safe from being touched or killed on that Sabbath day, but what would the next day hold? Would the Romans be looking for them? Would the Sanhedrin want them dead as well? What was going to happen to them? Was Jesus really the Messiah? If so then why is he dead? What do we do now? Everything they had lived for and were chasing after was now gone. They sat and were probably in despair this day, and they could do nothing about it. It was their Sabbath. It was Passover. They were limited on where they could go and what they could do. All they could do is wait.
We know the end of the story. We know what tomorrow holds. We know what Easter holds. They did not. We must remember that when the world seems darkest and everything is blowing up in our face. God has read the end of the story. He knows what tomorrow holds. He has seen the empty tomb and He has seen light at the end of the tunnel and it is not a train. It is HIM. So tonight rest in the peace of God and know that He has it all under control.