Do you love the sound of silence? I do. I adore moments of eclipse, when life slows, and it feels like someone has hit the pause button.
This week, our family is celebrating our 14th wedding anniversary and the baptism of our first two children, Olivia (12) and Zach (11). With an Easter Egg Hunt our little Samuel (3) can truly appreciate just around the bend, it’s going to be so fun. Shane and I are headed to our family ranch to tromp the woods a little, and we are planning for hot dogs and s’mores to celebrate the kids’ decision to follow Christ when we get back. As much as I can, I’m going to press the pause button so I can take it all in.
Easter weekend is the celebration of a moment when God pressed pause.
Jesus died on the cross: Pause. Think about what that means for you personally. Does it mean forgiveness? Reconciliation? A relationship with your heavenly Father as you receive the most precious gift of His Son?
Jesus was buried in the tomb: Pause. As far as the disciples knew, his earthly ministry came to a screeching halt, when in fact it was just beginning.
Mary ran to the tomb weeping: Pause. What heart wrenching despair she must have felt, to have found the one her soul loved, and lost him.
He appeared to her. “Mary!” he said, and she heard his voice. “Rabonni!” she cried, “Teacher!” Pause. What will it be like to see him face to face again some day, our Lord who loved so much he sacrificed his very self on our behalf? Our Lord who showed us through his life what love really is.
It’s Easter. Press pause. Listen for him in the silence of the tomb. Search for him in the garden. His words may pierce the sound of silence, and change you forever.
“Be still and know that I am God.” Psalm 46:10
Happy Easter!