This had been one of my most memorable Easter seasons in my life, starting with Ash Wednesday. On Ash Wednesday, we attended a service at church and departed with a charcoal cross on our foreheads, having made a Lenten sacrifice i.e, "giving up something" for Lent. I gave up nothing. Instead I took on a daily devotion to the process and leading up to the crucifixion of Jesus Christ.
This has been a 40 days of inner reflection and thoughts of the future and the past. I've asked questions such as why has God called me to teach in prison? How can I have a positive impact on my students, in not only attaining their G.E.D., but on the rest of their lives? Is this a calling or just a job? Are my Mom and Dad proud of me and are they watching over me? Or are they just dead?
How am I supposed to serve in the ministry? Should I just keep serving as a Lay person or become ordained as a Methodist minister? How can I have a positive impact on my children when they live so far away?
Does every Dad and person contemplate these deep questions or similar? I don't know.
As Easter comes and goes, soon it will be summer and the clock keeps ticking, and the calendar turns over day by day I will continue to reflect.
How do I make the Easter season of 2015 come alive for me? Where am I supposed to go with it, and what can I do to share the love of Jesus Christ to my neighbor next door and the prison inmate closed in behind razor wire?
Side bar - there were two inmates stabbed at my workplace today according to the news. I don't know the story behind it, but it has affected my Easter Sunday in a way that few can understand.
Keep following along with me and experience my journey with me. I'd like that.
Photo Credit: My wife Sandy from the Max Brewer bridge in Titusville, FL. Used with permission.