I’ve had many thoughts in my head this week. I’ve started to post several times, and then couldn’t quite get them into words. Tonight I sit, after a long Easter Sunday, and an even longer Springtime week, and I am overwhelmed.
This week I have ached for family members that are going through a rough patch. I’ve hurt for co-workers who are dealing with seemingly insurmountable circumstances. I’ve struggled through normal teenager parenting stuff. And I stood by helplessly as a strong windstorm ravaged my yard, changing its landscape forever. I’ve been blessed by the kindness of family, friends and strangers, and for about the billionth time in my life, I’ve been reminded of the greatness of God.
This Easter I am in awe of the God who died for me. I’m in awe of His grace and mercy. But most of all – I’m in awe that in all His greatness, He cares about my overwhelming Springtime week. I never cease to be amazed at the magnitude of God. Of all His attributes, that’s the one that gets me through. No matter the size of my current situation, the hugeness of God puts it in perspective. It’s when I focus on this, that I see the blessings all around me – even in the midst of, and sometimes because of, the sadness and despair.
Although this week has seemed to bring a lot of roadblocks, tonight is Easter. It’s a new beginning. My God, my Savior is alive. Nothing else compares to that, and somehow it makes all the problems of life seem solvable.
