And the world began again...
“Somewhere in a garden at the half-light of day, someone spoke a name, and the world began again.”
(the Rev. Phillip Craig, St. James Episcopal, Wilmington, NC)
These were the last words in my brother’s sermon Easter morning.
They stayed with me all day. As he said them I could sense their importance. It was as if they held a kernel of Hope that my heart was ready to receive and plant deep within.
Easter is a whole day focused on Hope. Hope for something better. Hope for life. Hope for health. Hope for a safe place to belong.
These are things we long for each and every day. To wake up and realize that all of life has begun again may feel a little extreme. We always awaken to the facts from the day before. The burdens and concerns that we may carry don’t magically go away.
But in reality, there is truth to the idea of a new start to each day..
The sun rises on a new day giving us an opportunity to capture a moment of Hope. It may be seen as the crystal in your window begins to fill your room with colors of the rainbow. It may be heard as the first notes of your favorite song begins to play.
It can be a simple act, no need for many words. A second to take in the fresh air and new life given at sunrise.
A moment to imagine what it means for the world to begin again.