Last Easter Sunday, I baked a lemon cake for a small group of friends gathering at my place to read the Easter story. We followed along in our Bibles, stopping to discuss interesting points as they struck us, then when it was over, we joined hands and prayed for healing and forgiveness for ourselves, our families, and our friends who couldn’t be with us that day.
After everyone left, I went online and my eyes fell on this quotation, which I had never read before:
It deeply touched me, and out of the blue, the thought came: Send it to your friends. I didn’t know if it would impress anyone else as it had me, but I copied it into a group email with a simple greeting wishing everyone a happy Easter and telling them that I was praying for them.
I hadn’t even closed my laptop before I got a reply. A friend I hadn’t been in touch with for months thanked me for sharing the quote, saying it had come in the midst of a very trying day.
His reply was running through my mind as I took my dog for her evening walk. I remembered how close I had been to not following the nudge to send it. It’s just a little quote. Others probably won’t be touched by it the way I was. I remembered how often I’d thought that the things I did didn’t matter, weren’t big enough, or would mean more if they were more spectacular.
We turned the corner onto a quiet, residential street, and the moon—bright and full—appeared at the end of the road, as if it were our destination. I was suddenly filled with joy. Easter is a time to celebrate resurrection and new life, and that night it felt like I was the one with a new life.
1. William Barclay (1907–1978)