Easter is Nancy's spiritual birthday. So, it's always extra special for us. But yesterday was different. Quiet. No Easter Egg Hunts, or Special Dinners. For the first time in 33 years we were not in church together because Nancy hit a valley in her chemo and had to skip the service.
So, there were some sad and lonely moments in the day. But in my sane moments I remember that Easter is more than choir music, chocolate eggs and new spring outfits. It is about the One who left the Throne, risked the deepest valley and has ascended to the Highest Peak. Easter reminds us that our trip through the valley is not eternal for HE is risen. He is risen indeed!
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wish we could have been there!
Jesus is risen!!!!! :)
Lots of love to you both.
Remember C.S.Lewis' comments on childhood understanding of spiritual things. He recalled a child reciting a poem about Easter, starting
Chocolate eggs and Jesus risen
and said that so long as the boy kept the important part--"Jesus risen"--the chocolate eggs would keep their flavor. You've chosen the better, the best thing.
And yet--or perhaps "of course"--you were there to greet people that morning, to welcome them to the home where they would never wake to find themselves abandoned.
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