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View from the Pew
Well, another Easter is past, and while I am struggling to regain my pre-Easter dieting willpower, I can’t help but reflect how easy it is to abandon the reality of the Easter miracle in the face of the daily grind. It saddens me how quickly the strong emotions of Holy Week can fade into the background when all of the services are over.
In our Palm Sunday service, we had a guest soloist who sang such a beautiful rendition of “Jerusalem”, that at the appearance of the worship group and several children waving palm branches as they paraded up the aisle, I felt tears come to my eyes. For just a moment I was there when “Hosanna!” rang out, and felt the sadness of the sure knowledge that the calls of “Crucify Him!” were not far behind. On Wednesday, the church was open for a prayer vigil from 7 am to 7 pm, and although I went expecting it to be difficult to pray for a full hour, the time flew by as I suddenly realized what it felt like to “be still and know that I am God”. Although I was sad to miss both the Maundy Thursday and Good Friday services due to work commitments, on Sunday I burst into singing “Christ the Lord I Risen Today” in the shower, and the joy of the Easter reality came back to me again. It may be an old fashioned hymn, but how can any follower of Christ fail to be moved by the final lines…
Made like Him, like Him we rise, alleluia
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies! Alleluia!
This year, as the date on the calendar recedes into the past, my prayer is that I will keep the true knowledge of the Easter resurrection and all it means to me close to the surface – not just buried in my heart, but on my lips and at the front of my daily interactions with others.