The Easter Hangover

I woke up this morning to the amazing smell of french pressed coffee and eggs cooking with the left over tri tip.

“This is for the Easter hang over” he says.

It’s not the bad kind of hang over… but the poured out feeling of good and tired from a day of all kinds of marvelous.

Waking up while it is still dark to be with the multitudes at sunrise, celebrating the empty tomb.  Knowing full well it was and remains empty and connecting in a small way to the heart of Mary Magdalene with the promise of an even fuller redemption than what she had already experienced.

We have been restored and yet there is more to come.

Worship services alive with the presence of God.  An afternoon nap worth waiting for.  Friends who are like family who don’t care if there is no table set or if the dust bunnies aren’t all swept away.  The perfect kind to break bread with at the end of this day.

This kind of hang over leaves me tired but full of hope.  Knowing what we celebrated yesterday is worth celebrating 365 days a year.

He is risen, indeed.

Peter had a different kind of let down after the resurrection.

Simon Peter said to them, “I’m going fishing.”  They said to him, “We will go with you.”

They had seen Jesus twice since the resurrection, both times so unexpectedly that they didn’t know what would be next.

Months spent walking with Jesus and ministering to multitudes, learning how to become fishers of men. In one week, everything changed.  With Jesus out of sight, maybe they were trying to piece together all he said to them with all that had been fulfilled, trying to wrap their minds around what happened and what could possibly come next.

It makes sense doesn’t it?  When you don’t know what to do… go back to what you know.

They got into the boat, but that night they caught nothing.  So when they went out again the next day, Jesus {unbeknownst to them} tells them to cast their nets.  Suddenly they have more fish than they know what to do with.  Where there is abundance, it becomes obvious… Jesus is near.

The One who always promises abundantly more than we can ask or imagine.

Sometimes it becomes really clear how much Jesus wants us to abide in Him.

We often hear or say “God won’t give you anything you can’t handle.”   This really is not a true statement.  He often gives us more than we can handle because He wants us to realize these nets are not meant to be hauled around alone.

“So Simon Peter went aboard and hauled the net ashore, full of large fish, 153 of them. And although there were so many, the net was not torn.”

There are days when I need to be reminded of the resurrection so I can be further reminded that my net will not break.  No matter what is going on, He’s got this and I am not alone. The weight of things I worry about is often too much to bear.  When I read on today in John 21, I am reminded of who fills the nets and who sends the means by which they will be carried and more over, I am encouraged by the unbroken net. The tomb is empty, therefore we can know…He will never leave us or forsake us.  None of us are outside the scope of God’s redemption.  His grace is death defying and His love is not limited to time and place.

So go ahead…Grab another cup of coffee.  Go get yourself something to eat.  Take heart.  You are not alone… Jesus is near.

 

 

 

2 thoughts on “The Easter Hangover

  1. Joy says:

    Loved this beautiful reminder Suzie – sitting here basking in the glory of all of it … This is the kind of hangover I’ll take 365 days a year 🙂

  2. Alex says:

    Needed to read that today! I’m feeling pretty alone w some heavy nets and need to trust that He is near. Sometimes easier said than done!

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