His Wondrous Glory

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I recently read a commentary that perfectly depicted how many of us are walking out our faith as we enter into Holy Week:  defeated from a long cold winter.  Dry bones. Let me paraphrase the commentary:

Winter is departing and with the resurrection the dead season is gone and new life begins. We are changed because of the dead season but not barren. Christ brings new life if we choose to leave winter and spring forward.

I adore this analogy. Just when we think we absolutely can not take one more second of the season? The Lord gives us a glimpse of His wondrous glory.

Christ gives us the choice to commune with him in new life because of the resurrection. Because of Jesus. A chance to move forward in anticipation of new hope and new life. How many of us choose to let fear keep us from moving forward? How many of us can’t quite let go of the past season in order to embrace the new birth of a bright fresh new season?

My puppy Henry, as frustrating as he is, has been my saving grace since my husband passed away last July. Henry and I have struggled mightily over who is in charge. One thing Henry has taught me? He doesn’t remember when I’ve scolded him or if he does he doesn’t show it. He leaves the past season in the past. He eagerly awaits my entrance every single time I come into his peripheral  vision. He only sees the here and now. He only sees the good. Regardless of how I’ve behaved he’s eager to welcome me by bouncing and literally hugging me with his two front legs and paws. He loves me unconditionally even when I don’t deserve it. Shouldn’t we all be welcoming Jesus and  new seasons exactly in the same manner in which Henry does? Jesus most certainly treats us with the same regard.

It’s sobering thinking about what Jesus physically endured for us. When I have that picture in my mind? I am embarrassed that I can’t let go of some of the dead bones from the winter season. Jesus. Brutally beaten to a pulp to take away our sins. We certainly don’t deserve it. He did it freely for us.

When we are walking around with dead bones? That is bondage.  That’s us allowing the enemy to steal our rightful place in the Kingdom. This week let us all spring forward into thanksgiving and praise for the One who died to give us the freedom of new life.

“Faith does not make things easy. It makes them possible”-Luke 1:37

He Gives Us New Life

Y’all! We made it! It’s March! Isn’t that the best news in the world? Woo Hoo! Daylight Savings Time, daffodils, crocus, tulips, bradford pear trees and Easter. Spring absolutely ignites my soul.

 
I know it’s not biblical but I love to decorate for  the Easter season. It’s like one great big coming out party. Debutante season for bunnies, robins eggs, seersucker and white jeans. Only better. It’s as if all of nature awakens in preparation to celebrate the Risen King! Grass is greener, days are warmer, dusk lingers.

 
God gave us such beauty in seasons. Forever carrying us from one stage of life to the next. Have you ever noticed that memories are attached to seasons? The most prolific events in my life are earmarked to a certain time of year and or season of life. Solomon penned it perfectly in Ecclesiastes 3:1-8:

 

“To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:

a time to be born,
and a time to die;

a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;

a time to kill, and a time to heal;

a time to break down, and a time to build up;

a time to weep, and a time to laugh;

a time to mourn, and a time to dance;

a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;

a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;

a time to seek, and a time to lose;

a time to keep, and a time to cast away;

a time to tear, and a time to sew;

a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;

a time to love, and a time to hate;

a time for war, and a time for peace.”

Spring is a time of rebirth. It is also the season of the vernal equinox. The vernal equinox is the time when the sun is directly over the equator. Sarah Quiring explains it this way “astronomically speaking, the equinox is the day on which the tilt of the Earth’s axis is neither away from nor towards the Sun, but completely parallel, resulting in a night and day length that are the same. “. This occurs the first Sunday after the first full moon after the vernal equinox. Historically right after Easter.

“So what, Elizabeth?!” Stay with me here. When Jesus was on that cross being crucified what position was the cross? Upright in the center of the three crosses. Jesus’ cross was the tallest. He was at 12 o’clock so to speak. What was directly above Him? The vernal equinox! Get out! How cool is God? The sun (God) of the universe was centering the Son of the universe. At that exact moment in  history Jesus Christ was the center of the world. Is that not the coolest thing ever?! Or does my mind just pick up the quirky? Both I think 😂.

And for all who will approach this post legalistically? Yep, I know, the vernal equinox is of pagan roots. Which only makes the crucifixion and resurrection that more precious. “As for you, you meant evil against me, but God meant it for good in order to bring about this present result, to preserve many people alive.“— Genesis 50:20

Seasons matter. God correlates seasons with events. He wants us to note our surroundings and our seasons. Biblically they have meaning. Spring is a big deal! Jesus Christ, who dwelt among us sinless, died for our sins. He gives us new life.

This Spring go all out. Celebrate, decorate, praise, confess and profess the resurrected King! He died for you. He was brutally tortured so that we may all have the opportunity at new life in Him.

If that doesn’t excite you? You probably don’t like baby chicks and bunnies either.

“It is by grace you have been saved”-Ephesians 2:5

 

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