1 Peter 2: 22-25
When they hurled their insults at him, he did not retaliate; when he
suffered, he made no threats. Instead, he entrusted himself to him
who judges justly. “He himself bore our sins” in his body on the
cross, so that we might die to sins and live for righteousness; “by
his wounds you have been healed.” For “you were like sheep going
astray,” but now you have returned to the Shepherd and Overseer of
your souls.
The Easter eggs were plucked from the tufts of grass.
The pink, blue, green, and yellow orbs held a mystery.
Something sweet. Only two of the children in our family were young enough to
seek out the treats, but I got to hide them. Like a child, I scattered them
about the yard and admired the shiny plastic as it sparkled in the sun.
Joys of childhood still thrill my soul, even as I experience
them through my grandchildren.
Albert Einstein said, “Do not grow old, no matter how long
you live. Never cease to stand like curious children before the great mystery
into which we were born.”
I stand in awe of the wonder of God’s plan, His creation.
God created everything on this earth. He spoke and the moon
and stars shone. The animals moved and the plants grew.
In the shadow of Easter and the resurrection, give thought
to the One who commands the rain to fall. In His original plan, God created a
perfect garden, then humans came along and destroyed the perfection with sin.
God knew. He always knew He’d have to clean up after us. So, He sent Jesus. The
one sacrifice for all people. The One who showed the disciples how to love the
unlovable. The One who preached sermons that encouraged compassion. The One who
saved my soul.
The eggs are gone, but the power of the resurrection
remains. Have childlike trust in His love and grace.