I’ve worn glasses since I was 5 and there’s no evidence that I will ever get rid of them. I have to choose to put them on every morning if I’m going to see the world around me. In this world, we make a choice in every situation. We choose how we will look it, how we will view ourselves and those we love I light of the situation. Unlike a medical prescription for glasses, we can lenses in life. What kind of lenses are you choosing to put on your life? Despair or hope? Easter is the day that gives us the lenses of hope.
Most mothers aren’t ending their Easter festivities at the cemetery, but I am. I have to choose to not look through the lenses of despair. When I visit Camp’s grave or do my best to walk through another holiday without him, I have to make sure I strap on my hope goggles. I have to CHOOSE to put them on. Easter is the day that gives me the assurance to know that when I stand in front of Camp’s grave, I’m looking at an empty grave just as Mary Magdalene looked at an empty tomb.
Camp’s spirit never entered that earthly grave, he joined Jesus in heaven at the moment that he took his last breath here on earth. Jesus defied death and the grave when he came out of the borrowed tomb and fulfilled His promise to us. Just as that tomb was a temporary grave, this world is our temporary home.
There aren’t any egg hunts or chocolate bunnies at the cemetery. There’s no prize eggs, matching pastel outfits or baskets full of goodies, but there is a promise of tomorrow. When I visit the grave of my precious 2 year old son, I see eternity. Every time I look at that granite slab, I remember the stone that was rolled away from Jesus’ tomb. Death will come for each of us, and so will eternity. We don’t get the choice rather we die or not, but we do get to choose where we will spend eternity. And while we wait on eternity, we choose the lenses we will use to look at our life.
Jesus gave His life so I could live, and so that I can have the hope of eternity. Because He lives today, I can face tomorrow. It’s all because of Jesus I’m alive…physically, emotionally and spiritually. He is my all in all. Without Him I am nothing, but because of His death, burial and resurrection, I can have everything! Happy Easter and happy HOPE day!