Easter Sunday is here and Lent is over!
Part of me is relieved that Lent is nearly over so I can resume the consumption of chocolate and binge watch television. You would think after 46 days the cravings would be gone, but they taunt me. I have repeatedly whispered, “God, I want to long for you like I long for chocolate and Netflix.”
The glorious discipline of Lent has brought me closer to God and has transformed some of my strongholds into mere indulgences. I have experienced God in powerful ways over the past 40-plus days.
But Lent isn’t about just overcoming temptations or even establishing new patterns. It’s to put me in the place where I anticipate the celebration of an an empty tomb. To synchronize my trust and faith with the RESURRECTION of Jesus. To really believe that because HE lives, I will live, too.
More than get out of hell insurance.
Jesus’ resurrection has to be more than get-out-of-hell insurance. It has to be the assurance that all the things wrong in my life and in yours can be resurrected.
I don’t know about you, but I need to know that today. I need to know that what’s wrong in my life right now isn’t permanent.
- That finances can be resurrected.
- That health can be resurrected.
- That marriages can be resurrected.
Do you want to know that? Do you need to know that it’s not always going to be like this?
Weary of rules
Lent seemed to last forever. The discipline is important, but the training is hard. I want freedom, not rules. I’m weary of the constraints. I want a resurrection moment!
Recently, my car stopped blowing heat. Not a wisp of air could be coaxed from the vents no matter how often or energetically I twisted the knobs and adjusted the buttons. Mr. 4-Ever called the mechanic who said, “I’ll have to take the dash apart. You’re looking at 5 or 6 hours of labor costs plus parts.”
Ugh, I didn’t want to invest so much in a car with a bazillion miles on it, but, heat is important. We live in Michigan!
I groaned. Mr. 4-Ever groaned. Then he got that look on his face that he does when a brilliant idea is percolating. He went out the car. I could see him peering at the mysterious workings under the hood, under the dash and under the seats. He wiggled wires and tapped on casings with a rubber mallet. He scratched his head. There was a little more jerking and grunting and then he smiled.
“Come and try it now,” he said grinning.
I flipped the switch and the fan blew hot air at my face with the force of a hair dryer. Heat, glorious heat! Hurrah!
“How did you do that?” I asked.
“I was praying and God led me to check the wires. There was a loose connection to the fan motor. I plugged it back in and voila’, it works.”
It was God’s Favorball* to us.
A financial blessing.
A time and money salvation!
A resurrection moment.
He’s in your waiting.
Friend, have you grown weary waiting for your resurrection moment to come? Does it feel like resurrection Sunday is still a long way off? I know the feeling.
Hang on. Your resurrection moment may be closer than you think. Do not give up hope. He is risen today and He sees you. He hears you. He is working on your behalf, closing the gap between heaven and earth.
Leave me a comment with the resurrection moment you are waiting for. I will pray over each one. What he did for me he can do for you. Actually, he can do even more according to Eph. 3:21-22. Now, to Him who is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us, to Him be glory in the church by Christ Jesus to all generations, forever and ever. Amen. Alleluia, He is risen. Mark 16:6
Prayer: Jesus, how thankful we are that you are alive. Thankful for an empty tomb.Thankful for the possibility of a resurrection moment at any moment. Help us to trust you as we wait for it. Amen.
* Favorball is a word I made up to indicate unexpected favor from heaven. It can be financial, inspirational, a divine meeting or anything that brings delight unexpectedly.