Dear Dad: Easter
How on earth has it been 5 months already? I feel like it was just yesterday we were wandering along the edge of Bryce Canyon together, talking about your grandson and all the adventures we’d take him on.
We celebrated Easter today (another holiday without you) and I’m seeing it in a whole new light.
For Good Friday, our community group had communion together. We broke bread and reflected on the meaning of these few days. I thought about how people must have felt when Jesus died. My grief has been overwhelming and, no offense, I didn’t even think you might be the savior of the world. What disappointment and sadness they must have experienced. It’s incredible that God was willing to leave Heaven and experience pain; what other god has chosen suffering instead of a miracle?
And yet, Easter proves that God is a miracle-worker after all.
I know I won’t get to see you again this side of Heaven, but I am comforted knowing you’re experiencing a different kind of resurrection. This Easter, you are healthy and well and celebrating with Jesus. From my earthly perspective, it all sounds a little too good to be true.
Dozens of people were baptized at church today. The symbolism of being dunked under water and coming back up simply illustrates what Jesus did; he died, was buried, and lived again. You’re not coming back, but Jesus did. And because he did, I know that I’ll get one of your big bear hugs again one day 🙂
The baptisms were especially poignant for me because you baptized mom right after your diagnosis. It was your public declaration, as a couple, to trust God for the outcome. There were several husbands baptizing their wives this morning and it brought me back to that moment when this journey started; I am in awe of all that God has done through your illness and since your promotion to Heaven. People keep saying what a great guy you were and how your faith was so amazing, but I know (because you taught me) that it’s all to do with God’s work in your life and nothing to do with your own efforts.
I am so thankful that God initiated a relationship with me even though he knew how often I’d disappoint him and never be a good enough person to earn his love. Life with Jesus is never easy or all happy, but I have hope and confidence that He will do something beautiful with my messy life, just like He did with yours. I’ve been thinking about this verse all day:
For there is no difference between Jew and Gentile – the same Lord is Lord of all and richly blesses all who call on him, for everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved. (Romans 10:12-13, emphasis added)
God does not discriminate (even though people do it in his name on a regular basis). God doesn’t care who I am or what I’ve done or who my friends are, he just knows that I am special and wants to be part of my life. Thanks for teaching me that.
Love you, Dad, and am so thankful to be part of your legacy.