my dear ones.
Please hear my words, even though I am tongue-tied
at what I am trying to express to you.
Many years ago, the Savior of the world
suffered and died for you, and me.
It makes my heart broken to think of it.
We celebrate it now, at the beginning of new life called Spring— At Easter.
But what does it all mean, really?
It is so hard to stop and think about it, and truly understand.
It is the most important moment of all existence!
Too bad we don’t really get it!
Put simply, our Heavenly Father adores all of us so much but is so pure and special and holy that we cannot come back home to his presence unless someone who is like HIm and just as pure, takes all of our imperfections and somehow, miraculously transforms our ability to be able to return home and be with that loving Father in Heaven, once again.
Does that mean we were once with Him before….
And somehow in that “before” place there was a plan which was carried through by this precious soul, named Jesus Christ?
That pure soul volunteered to experience every feeling, every problem, every sin, every torture, every illness, every bad choice, every single imperfection that has and will ever exist caused by the fall of Adam then be tortured for us, and then restore our chance by allowing us to have hope to live eternally. Then be Resurrected to show there is life after we die and we CAN live with Heavenly Father once again!
I know sweethearts.
It is hard for me to fully grasp the intensity of it, too.
Perhaps it is too hard.
But if someone saved your life or saved the life of someone you love. what is the best way to show your appreciation and respect for that person? To remember them always. And not only remember them but to try to be like them. And keep trying to learn more about them.
Let’s take it slowly and think of only today since it is the peaceful day after Jesus’ death.
Today is the middle moment, when the tears have been cried out after the agony of the Atonement and Crucifixion represented yesterday. Anger, as the ones who loved Him, must be pushed to a far away moment of grieving.
It is the time to be silent. The time to reflect on that life once inside that empty lifeless body which now has gone.
It is time to work.
It is the last time to respectfully touch and gently clean and prepare that body similar to that time long ago, in a manger when HE first arrived.
It is the last time to kiss and caress, say expressions of affection and to shed a few more tears, to say good-bye…
close the tomb.
Not realizing something WONDERFUL is brewing heavenward.
Today is the day when the spirit of the one who has gone on, lingers quietly around those He loves. His presence is felt in the quiet whispers of mourning, the silent ponderings staring into empty spaces of the soul, in embraces of comfort, in rest from emotional exhaustion.
The work is complete.
The burial is over.
It is time to return back to life and try to make sense of death once again.
To try to live life without someone who has changed your life forever…
exactly in the same way
every single morning opens
Wait, just one more time to visit the burial scene in the early morning to find comfort from the loss.
Where is Jesus Christ?
He shows us HE lives.
The promise is complete.
We have HOPE for eternal life.
What else does this say?
Spiritual Death from the presence of God has been conquered
we can return to live eternally with him once again.
Don’t you see…
Death is not the end of all who die.
Our lives had a purpose long before and has long after this life is done.
We have a Father in Heaven who loves each of us
and waits for us to join him in the heavens!
Sit close my dear ones.
If there is one thing to discover
even though it is difficult to grasp.
Jesus Christ really did this.
And now what we do with this act
of the purest of all love,
up to us!