I was at the grocery store a few days ago. I thought I’d tell you all about it.
As I walked down the aisles, I couldn’t help but notice all the pink, baby blue, lavender and apple green flowers and streamers that decorated specific areas in the store. So much effort, I thought, to announce the coming of the Easter bunny.
Then my attention was drawn toward the shelves filled with chocolate bunnies, egg baskets and marshmallow peeps. So many sweets, I thought, to celebrate the coming of the Easter bunny.
As I paid for my groceries, I got to thinking some more. I started wondering what Jesus thinks of our Easter bunny? Such a gay, hoppity animal to symbolize an event that was preceded by so much suffering. That is, if you make the connection. Otherwise, you’re simply celebrating Spring.
Let’s start with the days right before the crucifixion. It annoys my hubby no end each time I postpone a visit to the doctor. And I do it as much as I can. But visits to the doctor are nothing compared to what Jesus knew was going to happen. Did He ever want to run away from it all?
And then there was that time in the garden. He must have suffered such agony of heart and mind knowing His time had come.
So I’m thinking all this because I follow Him. And I’m supposed to stay close to Him. But at this time of the year when others are reflecting on the Cross, I have to be honest and admit that I take the season of Lent for granted. The more I think about it, the more I know that had I been in the garden with Jesus, I would have been the first to fall asleep.
Now I’m concluding–while not promoting ritual and tradition, that maybe I should, out of respect and gratitude, spend some time in the coming days just reflecting on how He, despite what He knew, chose to go through with the whole thing.
And how much He suffered.
And how His Father’s heart must have been so broken watching Him suffer.
And how easily He could have walked away from it all.
And how hopeless I would be right now if He did.
Amazing love indeed!
All I know about love pales in comparison, but what I have, I give to Him.