Easter Sunday
April 20, 2014
5:45 am
As
always, many things are rising and shining this morning – the sun in a
bluish-silver sky, trees standing straight in the early light, fearless sprouts
in Delycia’s gardens, and me, making myself comfortable with my computer and
letting my words loose on the screen like lit-up ships heading out to sea. Easter,
for many, is about resurrection, but resurrection comes in countless forms.
Each morning our world is restored and redecorated by sunshine, and each day
renewal takes place in limitless ways. Each thought is a thoroughly new one,
each feeling flows through us in fresh currents, and all the people we see are
starting out spanking new the second we see them. Our days can seem old and
tired, but in fact there’s nothing but newness in them, nothing but
resurrection, nothing but rising and shining.
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