Easter Thoughts

We were a small bunch for Easter this year. Not much fuss . . . a small turkey, some paska and one tiny basket. With our first grandchild living close, I wasn't even quite sure of what kind of traditions we should begin. I was lazily getting ready for the day, when I suddenly imagined the excitement of children finding their treasures not much unlike that of the joy of those who found the empty tomb!

Yes, sometimes it’s about
what we don’t find! The place
they had laid Him was empty!
The Bible tells us that Jesus
showed Himself to hundreds
of people after His resurrection
from the dead, promising hope
for eternity.

I’m reading a book by Donna Parton, called Let Your Life Count. This book is not about being the next Billy Graham, but about using everyday circumstances to love on people. For example, how many people wake up in the morning, asking, “God, if you are real, show me a sign.” I may pass them in the park, in the mall, sit next to them in a booth or stand behind them in a line-up. The frazzled mom with cranky kids in her cart - was she the one who cried out in desperation? Can I do something? Can I pray for her? Can I offer her some words of comfort? Could I be the answer to her prayer?

I know that as a Christian
I've fumbled greatly, but I
also know that in Christ I can
find forgiveness and new
beginnings. I know that I don’t
have to be anything but who
He created me to be, using my
abilities to be a sign to others
that He is indeed alive and real.

“Every kind gesture done on His behalf becomes a trail of footprints upon the earth; proof positive that God not only exists but a sure sign that He is living in your neighborhood.” D. P.