By Lydia Jentzen Will
We have had some big Spring storms sweep through lately. Thankfully not as damaging here as they were elsewhere, but big and loud and brash just the same. The kids press their noses against the windows and watch the wind go to battle with every tree on the street while sheets of rain relentlessly pound the pavement.
Daily life is fraught with storms. A toddler with an ear ache taking out his pain on others. A preteen convinced his life is completely and unequivocally unfair. Unexpected bills coinciding with other plans. Stress and doubt and the fear of the unknown. I wrestle each night with the decisions we’ve made and the ones yet to come, and sometimes life just seems like one enormous question mark. Each mini trial has to potential to drag me deeper and deeper down into the depths of doubt and fear.
Each mini trial has to potential to drag me deeper and deeper down into the depths of doubt and fear.
The truth, and what I always seem to forget, is that I can’t make everything work out. The Gospel doesn’t say all is bright and wonderful because, in Jesus, everything will now be easy. It says everything is broken but because of Easter, we can know that it is all redeemed. Maybe I can remember that. Maybe I can call every moment blessed, not because it is simple or always enjoyable – but because He meets me in it.
Maybe I can call every moment blessed, not because it is simple or always enjoyable – but because He meets me in it.
Each day now dawns bright with promise and ends covered in grace, no matter how much I think it needs a do-over. We can live them all knowing that Easter is enough to redeem our sin, our pain, and our foolish fumblings. Living in the after means that in Him and with Him, our lives are marked with purpose and promise.
We can live them all knowing that Easter is enough to redeem our sin, our pain, and our foolish fumblings.
Despite storms that rage and threaten to level us or mindless monotony that feels endless, after Easter, every day is packed with the power of “He is Risen” and each moment is steeped in His limitless grace. All bear the mark of a Savior who was, is and always will be enough, and the promise of our future with Him.
We weather storms with Him as our guide, anchor, and light.
It’s after Easter, and nothing will ever be the same.
