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"Consider how the lilies grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these." Luke 12:27 (NIV)

Monday, April 21, 2014

Easter and Crosses

I spent much of the Easter weekend working on my Uni assignment which may or may not be the holiest thing to be doing especially when the weather outside was ridiculously good. But at least that was a form of discipline so it probably added to my sanctification in no small measure.

I've been struggling with the whole working/studying mum shtick since I started Uni mid last year. It's a tough gig and it explains why I've been under the radar all this time. I didn't really want to do another postgraduate degree at this time in my life while working and raising school-aged kids. But then the husband keeps spouting his usual line of "when-is-it-ever-a-good-time".

Yeah... so I'm mad... certifiably.. but jobs in my area are scarce so I have to do what I can to stay in the game.

Work is not the problem although it is absurdly busy at times. Disciplining myself to get things done is. I've lived under the tyranny of the urgent since mid-last year and then I went to Thailand on a short mission trip already exhausted in December. Two days before leaving the country, I was writing reports till eight in the evening.

This Easter I thought a lot about the way I spend my time consuming media (especially via the internet). I had to ask myself the hard question of whether or not my time has been spent to the glory of God. Sadly I've fallen short. I've been wasting my leisure time and making internet media an idol in my life.

At Easter time we are reminded of how Jesus went to the cross to suffer on our behalf, to free us from sin's stranglehold. Similarly, I am reminded in Luke 9:23 that we are to take up our cross daily. To die to self daily and to seek to honour our Lord in all that I do. Dying to self is a concept that is so foreign to our human nature. I am a creature of comfort and to set aside my wants is contrary to every fibre of my being.
But Easter is also about grace. Grace is a power to overcome our foibles and to get through life. Although I sing "Amazing Grace", I don't really believe in its power in the way I live and make my choices. Nonetheless, the God of grace is the same God that raised Jesus from the dead.

I'm a working mother labouring daily in different contexts but I need to see the cross and all it means in my life as I live out the life in grace daily... not just on Easter weekend.

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