He has risen! He has risen indeed!
Old friend came to church with me today. It was so good to see her and catch up. We met last year at an interesting time in her life. Her personality intrigues me and likewise, she has been intrigued by my faith. We’ve had many conversations about life, peace, destiny, and God. She finished school and went abroad to work.
It was difficult for us to keep in-touch, because of the nature of where she was (no Facebook, no gmail, etc.). She came to Vancouver 2 days ago. We reconnected this Easter Sunday.
We enjoyed brunch with friends after the Easter Service at my church.
I took a nap at home later. Helped cook Easter dinner. Made coffee on my Bodum. Sipping on coffee now. Preparing to work on my paper for the evening. Life feels great.
I am nervous anticipating a difficult conversation with my parents tonight or tomorrow. It’s my __th conversation (I’ve lost count) with my parents about my desire to STINT in East Asia next year.
At times, I grow weary and wonder why it is so difficult to follow God. Other times, I acknowledge this is the nature of following God — it is difficult and we will face obstacles and friction.
Is it not Jesus who faced the greatest opposition in His righteous calling to save the world? Those around Him stopped at nothing to prevent Him from healing the sick, touching the blind, reaching out to the Sinner, and preaching His Father’s Words. They questioned Him time after time, until the culmination of their anger brought them to unjustly arrest Him, put Him on trial, forcefully accuse Him of guilt He had none of, beat Him, and crucify Him.
What opposition He faced!
Yet, he cried, even at his hour of greatest sorrow and grief, "Father, if you are willing, take this cup from me; yet not my will, but yours be done."
And even as He faced the worst of His opposition, He prayed: "Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing."
My prayer is that my heart would be willing like Christ, submissive like Christ. My prayer is that my heart would be loving like Christ, compassionate like Christ. I am not my own, but I am forever His. Amen.