easter... thoughts...

This morning... a sunrise service... at a lookout...
but no sunrise... the morning too gray... the clouds too dense...

Later... at church... for Sunday school...
no lights... in the sanctuary...
electricity... but no lights...
and only in the place we gather... for worship...

As I left... after Sunday school...
going upstream... from all streaming in...
surrounded by familiar faces...
but many not seen on Sundays...
I passed the dark sanctuary...
as people filed in...
an odd sight on Sunday morning...
a place... filled with light... every other Sunday...
now dark... no one able to figure out...
how... to bring light in...

Same at the sunrise service...
no one could make the sun shine through...

On the way home...
a storm stirred up...
about the time  worship services would be starting...
thunder... rain... dark clouds closed in...
my daughter... she noted...
It will really be dark in the sanctuary now...
no sunlight to illumine the stained glass...

This afternoon... cleaning up from lunch...
the thought... it came...
one that had been in my mind... most of the day...
Easter... is everyday...
We are to live Easter everyday...
celebrate it every Sunday...
gathering with other Believers...
living... serving... struggling...
as Jesus did... the week before the first Easter...
every week... then gather for Easter... each Sunday...

I thought of the gray...
the absence of light... on a Sunday... when the religious...
they come... dressed in new clothes...
bring their children for an egg hunt...
but only this one time each year...
and how do they live between...?

I thought... perhaps the darkness...
and gray... was His message...
to help us realize... we... don't live...
Holy Week... every week...

Perhaps He was saying...

You think you are following...

you think you have the Light... but you don't...

You... are... in... the... dark...

I don't know... but what I thought...

reflecting on suns that don't rise...

sanctuaries without light...

"...when the Son of Man comes, will he find faith on the earth?"

Luke 18:4

Father God... help me to remember... 

to live each week... as Holy Week...

remembering the struggle of Your Son... 

the Way... I'm supposed to follow...

gathering... each Sunday... as Easter... 

to joyfully remember... and celebrate... 

His resurrection... and the new life... 

and power... I have... because of all He did...

To use this life... to draw others to Him...

to bring His light... to a dark world...

I do not want to be... one... 

who Easters... just... once... a... year...