easter bunnies and road trips

really? is this the best we can do?

i unwrap a foiled chocolate. let it melt on my tongue. try to remember how this blissful pleasure relates to Jesus’ gruesome death on the cross.

i can’t even make it through Lent. i vowed not to complain for 40 days, but that became too hard.

i woke up on good friday, thought, ‘today we drive to ottawa to celebrate easter.’ that was the extent of my reflection on what God had done for me, that blackest of fridays, 2,000 years ago.

it all came home to me sunday afternoon at a 3-hour African church service. i was there with my sisters. we listened to a preacher who jumped up and down in excitement that Jesus was alive. that we were alive in him. we watched as he grew sad over our lack of enthusiasm. as his eyes lost their shine. and for the first time, i felt like weeping.

really? is this the best i can do?

away with chocolates and easter bunnies and road trips. i want to know the power and resurrection of Jesus Christ, my savior.

(do i know what i’m asking for? and do i really mean it?)

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2 Comments

  1. Ann Voskamp said,

    April 15, 2009 at 1:50 am

    Yes, that power.
    And no, I’m not sure I know what I’m asking for…

    Thank you, Emily…

  2. Meredith said,

    April 20, 2009 at 5:23 pm

    Amen.
    I was surprised by how it didn’t “feel” like Easter this year, but there needs to be so much more to it than feeling. And yet, as we recognize what “Jesus’ gruesome death on the cross” means and the surprising hope that comes out of it, we must be dead if we have no feeling.


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