Sunday, April 12, 2009

Easter - A Year Ago

One of the reasons I'm grateful for this blog is the ability to look back and remember what I was thinking and feeling a year ago. In answering a question yesterday of someone who was wondering how they felt about not being in a "church" this morning, I went back to my blog to see what I thought last year. It was good to see that I still agreed with myself a year later :)

For those of you who are new readers or maybe just now walking out of the setting your grew up in - here is my post from last year.

Easter 2008

I’m not in “Church” this Easter Sunday morning.

First time ever in my whole life. Since birth. Since conception.

I started my life in my mother’s arms in the service. I graduated into the nursery for the next few Easters. Then into the services. Sometimes three in one day. Sunrise service, Morning Services and Services at night.

I glued the stone onto the Sunday school paper, colored in the angel at the door, play acted the whole scene numerous times and sang with the children’s choir in the big service.

I graduated to singing in the choir for Easter Cantatas, and special music. Husband was in a “Last Supper” reenactment and acted as the lead, Peter in “The Witness” by Barry McGuire while I was in the chorus. We went on from there to putting on our own very small services in our new church plant in Michigan. Then 20 years here where Easter services were downplayed as silly and almost pagan in nature - but we were in "church".

So this morning, for the first time, out of an institutional church setting, I am wondering, really, what the day of Easter means to me and this has been truly refreshing.

The question of the morning for me has been, “How does the resurrection of Jesus affect me this morning?”

And in the answer to that question comes a depth of the most incredible peace and contentment that I have ever felt.

He did it. He did it to completely eradicate the need for me to do anything more than return his love for me. He did it to free me to be able to love others. He did it to show me that He was who he said he was. He did it to reconcile me to the Father who longed for a relationship with me. He did it to abolish the rules of religion. All of them.

And for that, on this first Easter day where Church Lady is not in a chair or a pew, I am so grateful. I am at peace.

I think if I am ever involved in an institutional setting again of believers that I will refuse to go to a meeting on Easter - Just to remind myself that He did it all. I can be at peace and full of gratefulness on this day where everyone else feels the need to do the “right” thing by going to see God at his house. I don’t need to.

Especially today of all days.

Happy Easter Everyone. He is Risen….I am free.

7 comments:

Woman on the Edge said...

Beautifully said!!! Free indeed!!

Sue said...

Beautiful :)

John Fincher said...

Blessings to you Barb

:-)

David Olson said...

This year was my first Easter outside of the box. It was a little strange but I'm still learning to let go of tradition and embrace relationship. Thanks for posting on this Barb.

deaconandusher said...

Deacon: So Usher, what does Easter morning remind you of?

Usher: Lots and lots of roadkill because the parking lots are full of BMWs and MBs and Cadillacs! And when they leave, they leave in a rush and them squirrels ain't got a chance!

Deacon: Usher, that's irreverant!

Usher: Well it sure ain't about handing out lilies, singin' in the choir and sitting on a hard wooden bench listening to some pastor's recollection of their family life and calling it my personal relationship with Him!

Deacon: I get you. Kind of hard to relate to going inside four walls of confinement and calling it a "relationship".

Jayl said...

Thank you for your site (and SIGHT..) -:)
i came across your articles following a search on Dominion Theology. Men are flocking to the "Mighty Men" phenomena of Angus Buchan and just about all the women connected thinks it's all just too wonderful.

If I am not set free by Jesus - I am indeed not free....

If the only way to Jesus is through a long hotline full of self-appointed man extensions (something like "press this button for X", "press that button for Y or hold the line for the Operator" .... eventually you'll get through to a "priveleged" male telephonist who has a direct line to God)...... well if I live to be 90 - there's not enough time for that kind of so-called God-human relationship building. That's my faith credo and I'm sticking to it. YES, MY PROSPERITY per the prosperity doctrine IS FAILING. My search for the truth however continues.

I'll be back for some more precious wisdom. With love

Barb said...

Thank you all for the comments. I have been sadly neglecting the blog for a while now but I still appreciate you taking the time to comment. Jayl I had not heard of Angus Buchan before but there are so many out there who preach a gospel that I no longer recognize. Thanks for visiting and commenting.

Barb