Happy Easter everyone! I hope we are all able to celebrate with family and friends and good food and take time out of our busy lives to remember what this day actually means for each of us. This morning at church the pastor spoke about how we are to live as Easter Christians in a Good Friday world. So many people continue to look for the risen Christ, or something to put their hope in, but we have found him! We know how the story ends. When Jesus' followers watched him crucified on Friday they didn't know exactly how the whole story would play out. We have it written for us. We can read the play by play in the Bible; we know that every year certain songs will be sung at church; we know what it means that Jesus has risen; we know that Easter lilies will be purchased; we know that certain people will be coming for lunch or dinner. As Christians, we know that Good Friday is just a stopping point on the way to hope and victory- not the end of the story! We are called to live as Easter Sunday Christians; as Christians who have hope and victory not just once a year, but every day all year long.
This year I was blessed to spend Easter with my Seattle church family and my SPU family. It started yesterday with the EGGstravaganza- an event for the kids that consisted of games, bounce houses, a puppet show, crafts, and an Easter egg hunt (out in the SUN!) I was heading up crafts so I got to see every age group come through and it was so fun helping them with different things. I don't know how many kids were actually there (probably close to 100) and we had exactly 2,000 eggs to be hidden and found! (I would know because I counted them....twice!) Then this morning I was able to serve in the nursery for the first service and spend some time with the littlest members of the church, all decked out for Easter :) Church was after that and it was such a blessing. We sang "Christ the Lord is Risen Today" and they used the organ setting on the keyboard (second service isn't in the sanctuary and they use a praise band instead of the real organ), and anytime I hear music from the organ I tear up thinking of my grandma and grandpa. Last week I was in the traditional first service and I couldn't help from crying when we were singing about the angels and saints coming together to worship God. I miss my grandparents more than I thought I would. They always lived across the country so we didn't see them all the time, but now that they're gone I miss them a lot. Two Easters ago I didn't want to call because it was always difficult to talk to them, but my parents made me. This is how our conversation went:
Me: Hi Grandma and Grandpa! It's Emily.
Grandma: Who??
Grandpa: Elsa its Emily! Your granddaughter!
Grandma: Ohh Hi Emily!
Me: Happy Easter Grandma!
Grandma: Happy Thanksgiving to you too!
Me: No, Happy EASTER, Grandma!
Grandma: Thanksgiving? No its not Thanksgiving. Ben, what day is today?
Grandpa: Elsa, its EASTER!
Grandma: (laughing) Ohh that's right, its Easter! Hello? Who are we talking to?
At the time (and even now) this just makes me laugh, because I know she wasn't doing this on purpose. Bless her heart she was doing the best should could. It gives me such peace knowing they are both in a better place. Together and out of all pain, but I still miss them. Something about being in church always makes me feel closer to them again.
After church I went to a friend's for brunch and she made the most delicious French toast bread pudding casserole type thing! I am still in a bit of a sugar coma from it...haha. It was so nice to be able to go to someone's home (as temporary a home as it may be) and spend time with good friends and roommates and celebrate the resurrection together. I hope you had as blessed an Easter as I have.
Savior, worthy of honor and glory, worthy of all our praise.
You overcame.
Jesus, awesome in power forever, awesome and great is your name.
You overcame.
We will overcome by the blood of the lamb and the word of our testimony.
Everyone overcome.