Tuesday, April 26, 2011

So now there is no condemnation for those who belong to Christ Jesus. Romans 8:1

Easter confronts me with my weakness. Jesus begged his friends to stay awake and pray, but they kept falling into slumber. I can't even be at peace with people I love. Sometimes I don't want to bother trying.

Did Jesus ever think that Easter was too much effort, all too hard? Again and again I need to remember that reaching out to me was costly. It hurt.

That he is with me as I choose to pick up my cross. Not so I can pat myself on the back, but so I can know that I am not alone.

1 comment:

Mommy Emily said...

kath, i understand. my husband and i got into a horrible fight this weekend. i think, once confronted with the beauty, the holy incredulity of Jesus' sacrifice, our souls become very overwhelmed by the dichotomy between good and evil in the world, and all the more sensitive to it all. i love how real and true this post. xo