During Holy Week, my ten month old son, Lewis, started clapping his hands. Often, on our way to Church in the morning, I turn off the radio (unless he is singing with me) and listen to him talk. This morning I repeated, “Yayyyy!” for most of our ride, as he gleefully clapped his hands.
If you take it seriously, Lent is a long, hard road. I physically feel change as this forty day season moves from colder, darker days to longer, light-filled evenings. The earth begins to sprout again all around us. The birds chirp louder - or perhaps we hear them more fully. We drive with our windows down. We feel God moving through our bodies.
A friend of mine reminded me that the word “Lent” means “Spring”. Can we reflect on Lent and see what has sprung forth within us? Can we see how we have been pruned? Have we noticed what new thing God is doing in our life?
We are three days post-Resurrection. I am wondering if we are waking up and saying “Yayyyyy!” to life?
The Easter season (50 days; 10 days longer than Lent) is the time to soak in the lessons we’ve learned, to rest, to live freely and lightly, to relish in simple joys. This season is a gift from Jesus — all over again. Because of his death and resurrection, we are invited into abundant life; new life. I hope you feel it deep down in your soul. I hope you take time to turn off the noise and soak in the goodness
To put it another way: Mary Oliver writes in her poem “Sometimes”:
“Instructions for living a life:
Tell about it.”
Pay attention to what God is doing in your life.
Be astonished by how Christ is redeeming you.
Tell your story.
Grace and peace,