They stood in groups of three or four
and some all by their lonesome
waiting for the opportunity to share a
being the foster parent
the medical provider
or the husband to the wife
whose daughter was abused.
Some fought back tears
Many were shaken
troubled deeply by the recognition
of just how awful humans can be to one another
It would be easy for all of us to despair
To hole up within our homes
To give up hope
and to cry out: Where forth art thou, God?
But then the next morning, as I drove east
I passed through a forest
I pulled the car off to the side of the snaking road
and got out to take these photos for you
I know that I can’t begin to capture
the height or breadth
or the luminosity of these trees
as the morning light transformed each lichen-robed limb into a florescent glow stick
People stopped to offer me help but I waved them on. Thank you, thank you, I said.
But, really, truly, I am fine. Just marveling, that’s all.
Marveling at Creation and the Creator behind it all
And remembering how proud he was of his creation.
It is good, he said. It is good.
Sometimes it’s easy to forget how very pleased God was in the beginning
But it only takes a moment, standing under the old growth in the morning light to remember
the hope of Easter
That even in the midst of much suffering
Hope roots itself deep
And all we have to do is reach for the light above
Happy Easter, friends.
Thank you for the multitude of ways in which you live out the resurrection & hope of Christ
It’s simply breathtaking at times
seeing how strong and luminous you can be.
1 Blessed is the one
who does not walk in step with the wicked
or stand in the way that sinners take
or sit in the company of mockers,
2 but whose delight is in the law of the LORD,
and who meditates on his law day and night.
3 That person is like a tree planted by streams of water,
which yields its fruit in season
and whose leaf does not wither—
whatever they do prospers.