Maybe Easter is less about the ham and eggs and more about renewing or thinking about your spirituality.
I work for an organization with a mission that compels us to help people grow in spirit, mind and body. Because I’m not that smart, challenging my mind comes easily. Happens every day. And yea, much to my eldest daughter’s chagrin, I’m still doing curls with large cans of baked beans. It’s the spirit part that takes a bit more work for me.
Before 2009, my spiritual life was fairly rote. Someone invited me to a prayer breakfast one time and the speaker suggested that we use P. R. A. Y, as a way to cover all of our bases in talking with God. P – praise, R – repent, A – anyone or anything and Y – yourself.
I imagine God was as bored with our conversations as I was.
When Lisa got sick, my relationship with God moved from stale to passionate. I talked with Him constantly. I prayed from deep down in my soul for His assistance. I begged him, with every fiber of my being, to save my wife.
I made promises to God – thought I could maybe cut a deal. I didn’t keep them, but I guess I could argue that He didn’t do what I asked either.
At times over the past three years, I’ve been so mad at God that I questioned His very existence. I cussed him out on several occasions, words I wouldn’t dare say in front of my mother. And at the time, it made me feel a bit better. Maybe I could inflict an inkling of the pain He had inflicted on me.
What I found in this newly forming relationship was a God with broad shoulders, one who could take my rantings.
You see, I don’t believe that spirituality is predicated on bobbing your head up and down in agreement as you enter the doors of the church. I no longer believe it is about saying your nightly PRAYer. It’s much more than that.
It’s passionate. It’s real. It’s like a relationship with your spouse or your parent. There are questions, disappointments and incredible joys.
Who says we have to just accept what we’re told? Who says we can’t question?
In fact, the more I questioned, the more I learned. The more I expressed my anger, the greater forgiveness I felt.
God didn’t turn his back on me. Nah – He allowed my tirades, and He moved a couple of steps closer.
Use this Easter to break your spiritual habits. Renew yourself in body, mind and spirit.