As I approached the week before Easter, I heard myself rationalizing why I could let it pass with little fanfare. I figured I have a strong faith where God is in my heart all year, not just this week. Surely God would understand if I didn’t focus on “Holy Week.” After all, I was already focusing on the work I was doing for him.
BUT, I was so wrong to think I could let Easter pass with just a glance.
As I sat in church on Sunday – God grabbed my heart in a way that was so sweet and overwhelming.
Does God ever do that to you?
Our message at church was fantastic, but it wasn’t the sermon that penetrated my heart. It was God himself in a quiet moment of reflection.
I quietly and obediently bowed my head during communion to connect with God. I closed my eyes tightly to block out the world around me. Our message that day was not on Palm Sunday, but it had been on my mind since awakening.
So I found myself pondering that day of palm branches long ago.
- What did Jesus think as he rode in on a donkey?
- How was he feeling?
After all, he knew what was to come within a short time. Was he dreading what was to take place? Was he scared? Did he want to go the other way? I would have.
On that particular day, Jesus was being hailed as the victorious Messiah, as he rode into town. People were elated thinking he was their earthly King that was there to save them.
- Did he enjoy the welcoming in spite of knowing the people would soon turn against him?
- How did he keep moving knowing that he soon would suffer and die?
It makes me wonder if I had known ahead of time my unexpected circumstances would I have bailed out or chosen a different path?
As I held communion in my hand the wet, unexpected salty tears flowed down my face. I was connecting with my Lord. I was connecting with Easter.
The words that formed in my mind were simple yet complex.
Thank you, Lord, Thank you.
I could see in my mind the picture of Jesus sitting on a donkey as palm branches lined the street. Inch by inch he kept going even though he knew what was to come.
Thank you, Jesus, for continuing.
For a moment I interrupted my precious time by trying to wipe away the tears. For a split second, I consumed myself with what others might think.
But it didn’t matter; this was my time to reflect.
My tears were sweet tears of gratitude.
Thank you, Jesus……
- For loving us so much, you were willing to die on the cross.
- For preparing me for a life, I didn’t expect.
- For equipping me to embrace life as it is.
- For carrying me through.
- For the incredible blessings, you have brought into my life.
- For not letting me see ahead of time the unexpected that was yet to come.
- For moving forward when you knew what was to come.
- For being my very best friend.
So this week I am slowing down to walk with Jesus and ponder daily the great sacrifice he made for each and every one of us. I will not let Easter pass with just a glance.
How about you, has God grabbed your heart this Easter?