Today is the greatest high Holy Day in the Christian faith – Easter Sunday. While I respect and honor all people and their beliefs, I cannot let this day pass without a bit of “Alleluia” on my part. As fun as it is to celebrate Christmas and the birth of Christ, it is solemn and exhilarating to come through Holy Week as it culminates in His resurrection. This day is the basis for all Christian beliefs and it is the day that makes all the difference, today and in eternity.
I am humbled to acknowledge that day when prophesies were made manifest. I celebrate the rising of Jesus, as he conquered death on our behalf. He is the Son of God, the Light of the world, and the instrument of my salvation. So this is not just any ordinary Sunday. I shall gather with community to praise him with song and adoration. And I will celebrate the joyous holiday with family.
Today, wherever you are and whatever you’ll be doing, I pray you have a day filled with blessings and may you know the unconditional love that is the greatest gift of all time.
“For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son,
that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.” John 3:16
It’s Easter week – holy of holy days and the time of year that is split between the sorrow of Passion and the elation of the Resurrection. This is the week that always makes me pause and reflect on what my faith is all about.
So many people intermix the terms “religion” and “faith”. But in my mind and life they are very different.
My faith is my relationship with God. My faith is that state of being where I know who and what I am. It’s my awareness of my identity as a Christian. It’s that space in my life where I talk to God the Father as my Daddy, Jesus the Son as my best friend, and the Holy Spirit as my true and faithful guide. I don’t know who I would be or how I would survive this life without my faith. I have always lived my life steadfast in my faith. It is who I am.
My religion is my community. It is the place I go to worship and praise. Religion is where man (and woman) wrestle with and interpret the rules of engagement with life, each other, morals, society, and sometimes God. I must admit, I have not always been steadfast in my religion. I have spent days in my youth questioning the purpose of such an institution, particularly when I would see those who practice it in church, turn right around and disregard it in the street or in their homes. My religion is where I go and what I do. It is not who I am.
So, this Easter, as with all others, I am pleased to reflect and ponder on the greatest sacrifice and gift – the life of Christ, laid down for mine. I am looking forward to living my faith in my house of religion. May you find your peace and faith in the house of religion in your life.
Be blessed with the knowledge that you are loved, you are freed and you are saved in Christ Jesus.
I was just listening to my favorite Christian radio station online and realized that this is probably one of my favorite ways to “feed my spirit”. There is something about music that changes my connection to my emotions. It can mellow me out or it can fire me up in a 3 minute time frame. I never really thought about Christian music until I lived in a little town called Connersville, IN about 16 years ago. I’m not much of a country girl so the atmosphere was just ok. But I found in that little town a group of believers. We had weekly Bible study at a friend’s home and the house was always filled with the sounds of music – good, uplifting, Christian music. It started my love for this type of music. I listened to it all the time. Then when I came back to Cincinnati and life got busy and my kids turned to teens I listened to what they were listening to. I enjoyed some of it, was shocked by much of it. I certainly provided my “2 cents” worth of opinion on it and banned quite a few things. What a waste of music!
Last year when I had an incredibly spiritual experience and captured it in my book, MIGHTY INSPIRATION: Love Letters from God, I felt my heart shift back toward what feeds my spirit. Now, it’s virtually all I listen to. I’m thankful to have this station in my town. They sing me to and from work and fill my life with reminders of what is great and how we can all make a difference in this world. What a blessing.
So, for this Easter, as you go about your day enjoying the eggs, the candy, the kids, the beauty of spring I wish for you a blessing of music to feed your spirit!