While it is full of colorful eggs bursting with treasures, stale marshmallows in a variety of poorly shaped animals dipped in edible glitter, and screaming four year olds who don’t think they’ve had enough candy, there is something else this day brings us - a reminder that forgiveness sets us free.
I’m sure I fall into the majority of the population when I say that I have a very difficult time “letting go” of things in the past and forgiving those who have done some serious damage to my psyche. It hurts and it causes conflict and turmoil in our lives because we bury it so deep in our heart that it affects us, those around us and the relationships we are in and we don’t even realize it. It eats our soul so to speak, and we lose ourselves.
It wasn’t until this morning (after a fight with my husband), that a conversation made me realize why I have been so confrontational. So unhappy. So different than who I used to be. Balled up and teary eyed; Andrew took me in his arms and told me that I just need to start forgiving people for the pain they caused me umpteen years ago. All of that negative energy I have been holding onto has been breaking me down as a person, as a wife, as a mother and as a friend. So, after one of the deepest conversations of my life, we forgave each other (and I mean REALLY forgave each other). We let it all go. Honest to God, I immediately felt like the dark cloud that had been keeping me company the past few months lifted. I felt reassured, renewed, and alive. That’s when it occurred to me that this is what Easter is really about.
When we forgive others (and ourselves), we are “rising from the dead” within our hearts. We are alive again. Made whole. Renewed.
What a blessing it is to know that Jesus gave his life for us, so that we could be forgiven; and so that we could forgive each other and be made whole once again.