Last week, after I said that I would be taking a Sunday off from worship, someone asked me, “Where are you going?” Nowhere. No need to go out of town, no sudden emergency commitment keeping me away. Well, not exactly nowhere. I was somewhere. I was worshipping – in my garden. I was praying in gratitude for the rain, the sun and the rest. I was sweating, pulling weeds and sweeping out stale dirt and mulch. Making new. And the commitment? It is self-care. I need that and so do you.
There is a song called “Feeling Good” which goes back to the ’60s, recorded by number of artists, notably Nina Simone. Whether the disciples were feeling good in the wake of the crucifixion events is debatable. Where did Jesus go? But the way the gospel writers tell the stories of ensuing post-crucifixion experiences of Jesus, there was certainly something to feel good about. A sense of unimaginable possibility. As the song says, “It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day.” I was hearing the lyric in my head, and feeling good in the wake of Easter. And I thank you so very much for that.