AN EASTER REFLECTION


The most important Christian celebration to me has to be Easter, it is more than just the resurrection of Jesus Christ or the the important foundation of the Christian faith; that Jesus died,, was buried and rose from the dead on the third day. It means more than just that to me, it in addition to the above Easter tells me a story of love, a story of Strength and above all it gives me hope that there is a chance of rebirth no matter what happens.

    The story of love that Easter teaches me is that, even if I feel worthless or inadequate, Christ loved me enough to go to Calvary (for me). The journey to Calvary was not an easy one, he was humiliated, bruised and battered still he realised that he needed to bring me close to him so that I can draw nearer and that caused him to go the extra mile for my sake ( well for us all).

In the midst of the COVID 19 pandemic, there is a national lock down which caused us to celebrate Easter at home instead of celebrating the holiday with our extended family and love ones. Still staying at home with my family helped me realise the amount of Love Christ showed me. Even if the celebration this year was watered down, there was joy and laughter and even without a feast, there was an assurance of love. Christ carried our sins to the cross because of his great love for us, I can relax,and continue to stay home and stay safe for the ones I love. It is the best I can do for them right now.

    The strength that Easter teaches me is that even at your weakest, you can cast all your fears and weakness to Christ and he would help because he understand and has passed through the exact same thing. Easter teaches me not to be ashamed to call for help, not to be scared in asking the person above for help, Jesus called on God for strength to keep going and even in the face of doubt he continued to call God, His father.

Two weeks into the lock down, I could no longer hold on to my sanity, I felt tired and weak, and going through each day was tough for me but I remember to call for help and borrow the strength of others around me, even if I cried and become frustrated I leaned on Christ's strength, I accepted my weakness and frailty and leaned on family and friends to take each step and to take the lock down one day at time. 

    Above all, Easter teaches hope, I try to put myself in the shoes of the disciples, they walked with  Christ for a long while and he was taken from them, betrayed and he was crucified. For three days every sense of normalcy was stripped from them, they gave up but on Easter morning, they were told Christ has risen (Just imagine how they must have felt). Finally there was hope, a rebirth and  from that time on the disciples became somewhat different.

My dad's prayer was that next year's Easter would bring massive celebration than this but to me it really does not make a difference. I have hope to keep going, even if things do not get better because there is a chance for a rebirth to something greater than everyone of us and it does not tell us the sorrow is over or that we would never go through tough times but it reminds us that at the end of it all, we would rise and this is the beauty of Easter to me. 

Happy Easter,
The Estherian

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