Easter Sunday, April 5, 2015

Dearest God,

As is my custom every Easter morning, I stepped outside into the dark to listen for the birdsong.  For years I listened to hear various birds singing with great delight.  I always figured the birds and animals knew of the resurrection before all the others.  This year it was deadly silent.  I listened and listened but not one bird sang.  I went back inside and came out an hour later.  This time I heard two birds and then a strange song that sounded like a rooster.  But I dismissed it because there are no roosters in our addition.  Again the bird called.  Can't be, I thought to myself.   When I heard the rooster crow one more time, I was shocked and stepped back inside.  What on earth?  I thought.  Then I paused remembering the story of Peter and the cock crowing three times when he denied ever knowing Jesus.

All day long I pondered the call of the rooster.  Convinced there was no such thing for miles, I had to wonder why I heard it.  Have I denied knowing Christ?  Have I lived without faith and trust in Jesus? Do I live a Good Friday life instead of one of resurrection?  By day's end I realized that the cock crows every day reminding us to examine our relationship to you, to hone our faith and to serve the risen Lord in service.  In the early morning while I anticipated the sound of heaven's joy, you asked me big questions of faith, so perfect on Easter morning.

Gracious God,
Saving God,
Loving God,
thank you
for the challenge.
Thank you
for the questions.
Thank you
for Easter faith.

Love, Andrea