How many words have been written about Easter? What more is there to say? Well, there is always personal revelation which seems to be a font of never ending inspiration. Sometimes when we realize something for ourselves we strike new paydirt. Isn’t this really what counts? Isn’t this really what makes a difference? We can hear a lifetime of Easter sermons and still not grasp the importance of the day until…
Today I wake with the idea in my head that more than any other day in history this day could be the single most important day. It really sealed the deal for this idea of victory over death and paved the way for Christian ideas to influence the world. It was pivotal in other words.
And here we are now with our mounds of chocolate eggs and neighborhood egg hunts which don’t say much about this historic upheaval. But we can realize it personally one at a time despite the distractions of the world. It can be very personal and private to start. But we will soon meet others who share our enthusiasm.
See you soon. Happy Easter!
spring loves, Felipé.