Jesus to his disciples ahead of his crucifixion:
“I will not leave you as orphans; I will come to you.” John 14:18
I’ve been thinking about Easter Sunday.
And how like, I want to make sure I don’t lose sight of the warmth of the Easter-Sunday, Jesus-qualified hope of not being left alone.
I want to make sure that in the aftermath of the Good-Friday death of the King –
the King I’ve come to adore through my reading of the stories of his astounding *life* –
stories set 2000 (+ some) odd years ago,
that I don’t lose sight of the relevance of him to my present, too.
Do you relate?
In the face of all the things that aren’t right (of which there are many)-
of all the brokenness that we long to see eventually made *fully* right as we know has been promised,
I hope that we don’t subsequently miss what *was* revealed the moment Jesus showed himself risen:
His presence is not still laying dormant in a tomb.
We have *not* been left.
It would seem that ahead of his death, Jesus felt it important that his disciples knew that. I feel like in the face of the brokenness our times are revealing, we need to know that – that we have not been forgotten.
I think sometimes I forget this – even as I celebrate Easter Sunday, and Jesus being raised to life, I forget the implications of that in my *present* moment, too.
He was raised back to life after death, and as such, he, right now, endures through our present, *whatever* that entails, too.
“Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.”
[Jesus to his disciples ahead of his crucifixion]