Pastor’s Word

As the Easter season unfolds, and spring continues to reveal itself around us, the Spirit is blowing new life into all corners. I am still surprised each spring to watch everything burst into life in even the most barren looking areas of our “new” gardens. Christ is risen, indeed, and the blessings are in bloom along with all of creation itself!
 
Risen
For Easter Day
by Jan Richardson
If you are looking for a blessing,
do not linger here.
Here is only emptiness,
a hollow,
a husk where a blessing used to be.
This blessing was not content
in its confinement.
It could not abide its isolation,
the unrelenting silence,
the pressing stench of death.
So if it is a blessing you seek,
open your own mouth.
Fill your lungs
with the air
this new morning brings
and then release it with a cry.
Hear how the blessing
breaks forth in your own voice,
how your own lips form every word
you never dreamed to say.
See how the blessing circles back again,
wanting you to repeat it,
but louder,
how it draws you,
pulls you,
sends you
to proclaim
its only word:
Risen.
Risen.
Risen.