The last two weeks have brought some dark days for me. I’ve struggled with “Love thy neighbor” and the call to forgive. Wrath, fear and sadness have threatened to overwhelm me. Maybe you’ve been going through dark days of your own?
Holy Week marks Jesus’ darkest days but also His greatest triumph. Our messed-up brokenness nailed Christ to the cross but could not keep Him there. God’s grace is stronger than our greatest failings in ourselves and with each other.
Because of that first Easter Sunday, we are heading through the dark with a promise of light and an empty tomb on the other side.
I’ve been clinging to the beauty of Easter and its cheerful celebrations. Growing up, we always dyed Easter eggs and then hunted for them and for baskets full of delightful goodies.
Today, I give you a virtual basket of Easter goodies. There are no dyed eggs or foil-wrapped chocolates, but these Easter colors are vibrant and worth savoring. May they bring a bit of light into whatever darkness you’re facing, and may they remind you of the unconquerable Light in the garden of the empty tomb.
Peace, blessings and joy to you this Easter, my friends!
Gorgeous photos. And may the light break through the darkness soon. Easter is coming…
Thanks! These flowers have been balm for me, and Easter has been a great reminder of the light that breaks through.
Thanks for the flowers. They have brightened my week. Living with neighbors can be a challenge. It is difficult many times but…”Love you neighbor as yourself.”
One time a fellow teacher who was unfriendly to me. I challenged myself to be extra kind to her. I took her some magazines. I greeted her at least once every day and asked her a question. I told her that her class was so quiet in the halls and anything I could say to please her. By the end of the year she was not a close friend but at least she was speaking to me without looking mad. God helped me pull this off. Some days it was very difficult to smile at her but I did it!! You can also. I will pray for both of you.
Thanks for sharing this sweet and hopeful story, Barbara! And thanks for your prayers.