I am in no hurry to celebrate Easter Sunday. It is a day of glory, a day of completed promises. However, this day of interim, this Saturday, is a time for reflection. Why be in a hurry for our resurrection and new life. The Christ will rise on the morrow, but our meditations on the meaning of Easter should be in the front of our minds today!
As we settle into our reflections today, we feel the Spirit of God upon us. As we await the storm of violence to pass into a time of love, we learn to dance in the rain, learn to give our troubles to God. The storm preceding the Cross has quelled. Our wait for God’s promise is soon upon us. The clouds depart; the glory of heaven is our true home, our lives with Jesus our lives with God.
Martin Luther King, Jr. re-opened the way of Jesus, when he gave us the vision on the mountain top. This was and is the meaning of the life of Jesus. If we allow it, if we open our hearts to the truth, we also will reach the mountaintop. We share the vision of Jesus proclaiming God’s omnipotence. When God brings us to this glory and wonder, we no longer walk in darkness. The light of the loving, living Christ is upon us.
We accept that our life, our times, are in the outspread hands of Jesus the man on the cross, Christ the God. We are challenged to walk in the world . . . as Jesus walked. If we accept this invitation to follow, we are led, we then lead others to the lighted path of forgiveness and love.
Jesus teaches me that my life is a lily. Each year I am reborn with new beauty to be shared with others. My rebirth each Easter, each coming of spring, exudes the gifts God has given me, the confidence of His Truth and the wealth of His Wisdom. God invites me to walk from darkness to light, from dormancy to life, His Life.
© Russell Kendall Carter
Meditating to Heal 