Church is often a place in which words crowd out all else, notices last longer than sermons, hymns have far more verses than they should and prayers too often sound like divine shopping lists.
As we run head long into Easter the temptation is to fill Easter with our words of greetings, sermons, songs, prayers, endless descriptions of God’s incredible love displayed on the cross. Over two thousand years you would think we had gotten good at our words yet the further into my ministry I journey the more I am mindful of just how unhelpful our words can be. There’s the obvious unhelpfulness of idol gossip and cheap boring opinions but there’s also the unhelpful temptation to believe we can ever fully describe the events of the first Easter. Saint Paul repeatedly reminds the early church that the profound truths of Easter ‘surpaseth all understanding’ yet they are as real as the air we breathe.
Taking time to read the Easter story is a process of letting go of our words and holding out for the word of God, it’s meaning, it’s hope and even it’s joy.
My hope and prayer is that this Easter you find that rare thing we call space and that you do not fill that space with words but allow the mystery of Easter to speak deep into your life.
May you be still and know the great declaration of Easter that God is God not us.
Enough words. . . .