Well I've made it through Lent. This is the last of my weekly post challenge. It's been good for me. I'm glad I decided to do this, I've been able to reflect often, and you kown what they say about self reflection, it allows growth.
As for the blog today it is only fitting that I write my thoughts on Easter.
My thoughts on Easter as of right now (Good Friday) are very mournful. Tonight I watched the Passion of the Christ and it was very much an experience that left me speechless. I've always read the story of the cruxifixction and I found myself even knowing what the next line in the movie was most of the time. But never had I ever really visually see the sacrifice. The brutal beating, the bloody agony, all of it so real. All of it for me.
Tonight for the first time it is really hard for me to see to Easter in light of Good Friday.
In the past I would go through Holy week thinking and feeling as though things were just fine because frankly, I know the end of the story. But tonight for the first time I can see how devistating and heartbreaking it would have been for the diciples, for me, who watched their King beaten and killed.
Lucky for me, I still know how the story ends. It doesn't end with cross. It doesn't end with pain, blood and suffering. The real Easter story is in the journey that start on Good Friday but is not finished until three days later. I'm just lucky enough to know this already.
After sleeping restlessly, I've concluded that it is a good thing I know how the story ends. Today is a day for celebration, a day to remember the ultimate sacrifice that was made out of great love for us, people who are not good people. It's a day to rejoice in the risen Christ and a day to be reminded of how big we are loved. Sure there is joy in Easter egg hunts and children singing at church, but the joy of all of those thing seems so trival in comparson to the great joy of knowing that I, the greatest of sinners, was loved enough to die for. I was loved enough to be saved.
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