Dearly Beloved, Grace and Peace to you. Easter sunrise service we gather on snow frozen hard. We shiver and shuffle for warmth. The sun is late coming up over the bare trees.
Resurrection seldom comes in a flash, Jesus in the flowery garden. The woman in labor knows. This path can only lead to life, but it is a long one. It takes time for God to make sorrow into joy, fear into wisdom, love into victory, death into life. Justice gestates. Only gradually, with great trust, does this life become the next, with much practice and failure, many jugs of spices left again beside the empty tomb. Day by day the bread is kneaded, the light folded into our hearts.
Don't stop watering the bare soil where seeds lie working.
Christ is rising. He is rising indeed.
Deep Blessings, Pastor Steve
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