The evening is nearing its end, and soon it will be morning. Tomorrow we will give thanks to our Creator, who redefined God’s relationship with humanity. The tomb opened, and there was no one there, and the heavens sang a loud Alleluia! Nothing fills the space but light.
Here, in the last stages of the holiest of seasons, we remember the sadness will give way in the morning. We simply need to hold on until the dawn. At times it is hard to focus because we ride that fine line between despair and hope. Keep the faith that tomorrow will bring a new way of living, a new way of being.
We sit in the darkness anxiously awaiting Easter morning. Hope in all of its glory reveals itself to the world, and we rejoice with God and the angels. This day is a day of rebirth, of resurrection. Life conquers death, and we experience it first-hand.
This final night in Jerusalem I am sitting in silence with full confidence that I shall see the beauty of the morning. The darkness that overwhelmed me releases itself to the day. Freedom rings true, hearts are made whole, and Christ comes to us in full victory. Our loud Hosannahs fill the sky.
With this entry, I fulfilled my Lenten discipline. With the exception of one day, I posted all forty days of the season. I thank God for the words that somehow found their way to the computer. Some days proved harder than others, but maintaining faithfulness somehow got me through the hardest of days. All I can say is, Praise God, who gives us the final victory in His Son!
Happy Easter to You All,
Joe
From a Pastor's Point of View 