I can’t help but wonder whether it was a morning like this one? There is the smell of freshly burning wood lingering over the land from a winter’s night first burn. The stillness of the cool, fresh air amplifying the sound of crushed leaves underfoot. Were hearts alive like mine this morning? Did the dawn bring anticipation or discouragement with itself? Could life have more wonderment and risk at the same time? I do not understand my silence about living sometime . . . There was a morning once, which changed the way life is lived. It was not like this time where the newest gadgets and coolest toys capture thoughts. It wasn’t even in this season, but my heart can’t wait till the spring! No, it was a morning when ccupation was in the land and food was scarce! It was a morning where being warm and having a piece bread was good. Any morning without threat was good. Did hearts jump at the news or simply remain dull? Did bewilderment and astonishment capture the dawn or yawn with creaky bones? Was the morning you rose from the dead like this one—cool and crisp? Was there already the rumble of rumors of the broken grave? I wonder . . . Did you smile? For those you love . . . Did you have a sense of contentment? What a morning it had to be! Yes, I’m sure it was like this one!
Lord, I wish I could have been there with my yawns and creaky bones. I wish I could have seen the look on the women's faces when they realized death was dead. I can’t wait to speak with Peter and John to find out what was going through their minds. Jesus, I want to know what those people not mentioned in the story felt and thought! Did they hope? Did they laugh for joy or snicker with cynicism? Lord this day let me hope; hope that every tear will have meaning and be wiped dry as you have promised. Let me have hope that the hurt my living has caused others will be forgiven! Let me have hope because of your living my life never has to be the same! I hope I can give the grace you’ve given to me. Lord, the day you astonished the world with your power changed everything! From your resurrection, encouragement for the day must be the standard. Lord, let me encounter those who need to hear words of life today! Do not let me refuse to speak living water to their thirsty ears. What kind of love is this to be called your child? What manner of grace to be an heir of yours? Let me ponder these things today God! Father, you know my days and what you have planned for them. I stand here on this chilly morn enthralled with both freedom and grace. How can this be? Yet Christ, very hard things face me. I remember you said you would never leave me. I trust you! I remember you said not to fear. You remember when you called to Peter to come out of the boat? Would you give me that kind of courage, please? Spirit, you said it’s in your power we should live and move—let it be true for me today. On this morning like that morning you raised yourself, let life fill the air around me!
O Living One, I love you!
Amanda Williams is a forty-year old wife and mother of two who can still swing her pony tail and display just a tad of sass. She is also a Jesus loving girl who realizes she is nothing without the One who saved her. Amanda has two degrees specializing in serving students with special needs and is currently working in the field of Leadership Development. She is a Christian author, speaker, blogger, and publisher who loves serving beside her husband at her local place of worship, First Baptist Church of Ocala.