Easter
Easter Sunday is near a close, and I thank all of y’all for the best wishes.
There are some holidays I consider more fun, like July 4th, but Easter is always the one when I think the most. In the setting we celebrate it would be hard not to.
Every Easter we go to the sunrise service. When you watch the sun creep over the horizon to a message of renewal, you can’t help but be reflective.
I get the same notion every year. No matter how much bad has happened on Earth, we crazy humans have got another shot at it. Every Easter Sunday I am inspired this might be the year we humans finally get it right.
I keep thinking somehow we are gonna put an end to all the self-inflicted unnecessary foolishness that creates so much misery, and take to a life of grace and dignity. Somehow there won’t be any more hate or prejudice, hunger, war etc. It ain’t happened yet, but a man has to have his dreams.
I do know this. I am a human being and I have a son. I am way too selfish to give him up. I can’t figure out how strong God’s love must be if he’d give up his Son to take us chance on the human race, ’cause we are a bunch of knuckleheads. We had life handed to us on a silver platter and managed to make a wreck out of a thing of beauty trying to inject our will into the deal. We shoulda just listened to God and not tried to be so dang smart.
Of course, I’m getting pretty old, and it ain’t happened yet, but as my Dad always said, “Tomorrow is another day.” Maybe this’ll be our year.
After all, the sun came up today, so hope springs eternal.
Dr. B
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March 23, 2008 at 6:39 pm
I keep hoping, too, and trying to live the way I believe would be conducive to a more peaceful and compassionate world. It’s not much, but it’s all I can do. The way I figure it, if we ALL do that, we’ll be a whole lot better off. My hope is that my example will help others catch on, too.
I used to wonder about the Christian* story of God giving up his only son. When we come right down to it, God had the plan the whole time, right? He KNEW how the story would turn out, so he knew that his son would come back home. I’m not saying that it wouldn’t be terrible – much akin, I suspect, to sending a child to war (and even worse for knowing what Jesus would have to endure)- but at least the Almighty had the assurance that he’d have his child back. Not everyone gets that kind of knowledge.
*Just for the record, I don’t consider myself a Christian – or anything, for that matter. I believe, but not in any way that is comfortably nestled in a theology. I’m just sayin’…
March 23, 2008 at 7:50 pm
Excellent points, mrschili. It would seem to be a good idea for all theologies and/or belief systems to try and figure how to treat folks with compassion.
Dr. B
March 26, 2008 at 7:23 pm
Wow. Well, said, Dr. B.
March 26, 2008 at 9:01 pm
One fine day humans are gonna live in harmony. Anyway, I keep the faith, hope, prayer, and music going while I wait.
Dr. B