As I walked past the Easter creche, I noticed that Christ was back behind everything. As I reached out to right the piece that one of the children had toppled over, I stopped to seen and understand the significance. One of the children had placed the Christ in the tomb, lying down because He was not yet resurrected. My heart burst with love at that moment for the simple expression of hope and understanding that was demonstrated. I knew I had been given a simple but powerful tender mercy.
The last few days I had been worrying about all that I wasn't teaching the children. Our scripture study is consistently inconsistent and is often filled with dissension and distractions, but today God showed me that deep down the children are listening and learning. This simple wooden piece gave me unexpected hope.
"As the world grows darker, the light of the truth shines brighter. As the hearts of men become colder, the warmth of the Savior’s peace burns stronger. As the noise of tempting voices shout louder, the still, small voice of the Spirit comes with even greater clarity. As evil increases in the world, the Lord sends the power of revelation and spiritual gifts for the righteous.
IN CRIST HOPE COMES ALIVE." (Neil L. Andersen, "A Classroom of Faith, Hope, and Charity," CES, February 2014)
I have learned that hope sometimes comes in unexpected ways, like that simple wooden creche piece or in the blades of wheatgrass. The flowers on our kitchen table were tried and wilting. I didn't want to get new flowers as I was feeling a little sick last week and with Easter around the corner, I decided to try and grow wheatgrass. I filled a couple of pots with borrowed potting soil from our neighbor, opened the bucket of wheat from the food storage, and started misting the seeds hoping it would work. I probably should have looked up some directions.
The children loved spraying the wheat, and in two days little shoots started to pop up, and four days later we are starting to get a lush lawn filling in. It's been so fun to hear the children's amazement as they come back from school and see measurable growth. It's been an expected delight for everyone and a tradition I will keep going, perhaps I will plant more pots next year.
Now you might wonder why I am mentioning this new Easter grass tradition, in part because it is one more way the Lord has shown me He is aware of us. He knows us as individuals and loves us.
I knew I was going to be giving away two copies of Emily's book "Celebrating a Christ-Centered Easter" today. I have had this book sitting on my shelf for a couple of years now, but have not taken the time to read it. I decided that I should at least start the book if I was going to give it away. Emily shares the lives and experiences of seven people that lead us back to Christ. Her introduction chapter is lovely and chapter one titled, "Lazarus" talks about recognizing unexpected hope. She then suggests growing wheatgrass.
I stopped and immediately knew saw that God is in the details. He knew I needed the reminder that He loved my children and me. He knew that I would want to say something meaningful and so He gave me wheatgrass. How I love God. I glory in my Jesus.
If you would like a chance to win one of the two books, please leave a comment below sharing one way you have felt God in the details of your life today. I will post the winner on Good Friday, March 30.