As I sit here, on another beautiful, and sunny northern Irish Day I hardly know what to say or think. I am down to only two days til I get to see my mom for what the race calls parent vision trip. My emotions are swirling around inside of me some are nerves, some anticipation and mostly excitement. Excitement that God is giving my me the opportunity to let my mom in, that he he is bringing her all the way here with 38 other excited, and maybe slightly nervous parents who represent the support system of more than half of V squad, and I sit here kind of speechless not really sure what to think or feel and its the week leading up to Easter.
Easter a time of going to church and remembering what makes that cross so dang special a time to weep and mourn over the suffering that Christ himself experienced. But also a time to rejoice because he rose again in a radiant light. He died so we can live, and died so we are always forgiven. The one and only son who made an ultimate sacrifice before you ever came into being, before the world even knew your name. One who suffered and was tempted long before so he could meet you where you are at, so he could understand the pains we experience in this fallen world.
His dad, our father up in heaven decided that you were worth it, worth all the pain, worth the agony of watching his own son being tempted and tried, that you were worth every promise recorded. He believes you are worth it, do you believe?
In this season, whether it lasts for today or the next few years he chose you long before he breathed you into existence. Like an expectant parent he waits eagerly and patiently for you to run, walk and sit with him and speak truth over your day.
It is weird to sit here and think of seeing my mom again for the past 7.5 months we have occasionally talked on Skype when time allows and barely scratched the surface of what life has been like or what I’ve learned. The closest thing her, my family and friends have had is this blog. To eagerly read and contemplate what I have to say or what God has to say through me. To look at pictures I post or the quick message I am able to send out. I haven’t been able to just sit and have a cup of coffee or go for a walk with her.
We have chosen a road less traveled, and just like the world it hasn’t been easy, it has been messy and we may be missionaries but are not perfect. We still mess up. Like before any major event things have been checked twice. Fears have been quited thousands of times already and its time to take a deep breath and fly. To fly and let the spirit flow, to cry, laugh and enjoy each special moment given with those we love. Each special circumstance that we are given to create special memories that have been designed by the Lord with us in mind.
So this Easter whether your at home surrounded by family, or learning about the meaning for the first time May Gods grace and peace fall upon you in this season. You are forgiven because he was forsaken. You are free to live and love because he lived and loved. So who ever you are around this easter don’t forget to tell them they are worthy, adored, loved, and forgiven.
His Life, Death and Resurrection was planned with you in mind.
God Bless and Happy Easter!
Can’t wait to see you Mom!
