I asked myself lots of questions when I started this blog (a couple of years ago?). The loudest question I asked myself was: am I really going to keep up with it? The insecurity that lies in the root of the question taunted me. And it still does. Do I really have anything important to say? There are millions of amazing blogs, thinkers, writers, theologians, people out there - so what? A post every now and then - why bother?
How many times do we ask ourselves that question? There is something I really want to do, but is it worth it? I really don't have the time, and it's not a "make or break" thing, so why bother?
The season of Easter is a good example of this. We've done all this work for the whole six weeks leading up to it. We've given something up, taken something on, prayed, gone to church, attended special worship services, we've considered our shortcomings and, kind of like on New Year's Eve, promised God that we will work harder - pray more - live wiser. And then the awesome day of Easter arrives with bells and whistles, wearing new clothes, beautiful flowers, and smiles on the faces of everyone who walks through the church doors - whether they've been there since last Easter or not.
And then Easter is over. Now what? What now?
I'm reading an Easter devotional for the first time ever. Who would have thought someone would write a devotion about Easter? That seems ridiculous! The good news is here, Jesus is alive - we don't have to think about it or work at it anymore, right?!
I guess not. Unless….unless you've ever asked yourself the question, why bother?
And the more you think about it - the more the nudging and the yearning and the desire grows. The desire to be a little more than you think you are. The nudging from God that speaks to your heart. The yearning to have more from this life than the joy that seems to conclude on Easter night because life picks up per usual on Monday morning.
There's gotta be more, right? Right? How are we going to keep up with it?
When it comes down to it, no. I don't have anything more important to say than anyone else. My words are just that - words in the cyber space vacuum of thoughts, ideas, and posts. But there is something about writing that I love. There's something about sharing my thoughts and connecting with people that gives me meaning and draws me to God in a whole new way. And, so, I've decided to bother with it.
What about you? What now?
Jesus is alive. Hooray! We celebrated it a couple weeks ago, and guess what - we'll celebrate it again next year! Woohoo!
So does it really hold much significance to us in our every day lives? Or is it just too easy to make it about one particular day and then... carry on per usual?
God is going to keep doing the work of resurrection whether we buy in or not. Sure, God would love us to participate, but when it comes down to it, whether we run off in terror like the women in Mark's Gospel or not, the hard work of overcoming the hate, violence, injustice and sin in the world is still going to happen.
So what now? How do we live our lives as though we believe this good news we dress up for on Easter Sunday?
When I watch the news and find that another senseless shooting has occurred, or when I sense the nausea that comes with the beginnings of yet another election season in our country, (which just makes me want to curl up in a ball and never look at Facebook or watch the news again)….
And when I realize that, yes, the calendar does go beyond Easter Sunday….
Then I realize why I want to bother. Because we really are supposed to live differently. We really are supposed to love more. We really are supposed to follow a God who breaks all the boundaries of division.
Huh. So what now? I guess, now….we do the work of resurrection. We do the work of life.
I am excited to see what that looks like. And I am excited to see if I can keep up with it.