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April 8, 2012 at 4:56 am #4613
diane
ParticipantSo in my tradition, we call it Easter. But if we divest the day of the religious particularity, we can all celebrate that life is resilient and persistent in the face of obstacles and threats and injury. We see signs of that persistence in our own ability to laugh in the midst of our own hideous troubles. We see in the trees and bushes maimed by ice and wind, still bringing buds forth in spring. We see it in the big white hares outside my window turning their coats to brown with the season–blending in with what natures does in winter and summer. I feel it in discovering the capacity to love again—still terrified sometimes, but unable to deny what I thought was gone forever from my humanity.
So what do you know are the signs of the power of life to renew itself, to heal, to begin again, to persist?
April 8, 2012 at 11:05 am #33240nap
ParticipantGreat post Diane. My new home faces east and west. Every morning if I wake early enough, I see a beautiful sunrise from the back windows of my home. There is no fence and there’s a beautiful field with trees and wildflowers. You can see straight out for at least 10 miles. It’s incrediably beautiful anyway however when the sun rises it’s magnificent.
This reminds me each day is a new day and I get to choose how I want my day to be. Each day brings a fresh start if we choose.
Love, Nap and Happy Easter!
April 8, 2012 at 11:45 am #33241march
ParticipantThis is a poem that reminds me, especially when my faith is lagging.
By Kazim Ali:
ZEHRA BEGUM
your ribs are thick ridges
but you do not eat.your eyes are so tired
but you do not sleep.you say you want to feel belief
but you do not pray.Kazim, listen:
fruit out of dirt
is your proof.folding into sleep
is the miracle.quiet your voice & listen
to the silence.in the sound
of its absenceyou will hear belief.
April 8, 2012 at 12:15 pm #33242nap
ParticipantLove the poem March really says it so well and so simply. Thanks for sharing it with us.
April 8, 2012 at 12:18 pm #33243kmf
Member25 years ago… this Easter, my youngest son was in a neonatal intensive care unit and dying from complications and surgeries arising from his congenital heart. I still have the Easter card I bought and put in his incubator. It had Jesus on the front holding a lamb in his arms and it spoke of him protecting all creatures great and small. My son was very small (3 weeks old) and there was nothing else I could do for him. I was sure I would lose him and I thought I would die myself if that happened. God waved his hand and changed his fate… just when it was clear he was beyond the scope of what medicine could repair. Easter is the season for miracles. God Bless you all. Karen xx
April 8, 2012 at 3:13 pm #33244972
MemberJeremiah 29:11 For I know the plans I have for you, declares the LORD, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.
April 8, 2012 at 7:03 pm #33245jos1972
ParticipantMarch, I love that! Diane, I love your post, NAP I want your 10 mile horizon! I love that today in communion & fellowship I have family. I have my natural born family, my beloved children, my new church family and my sisters here. I love the irrepressible part of humanity that seeks out connections, that in spite of it all can smile when it shares something with another soul. I love that even under the biggest pile of poo life can grow… I love that even in spite of SA we have found a place where love can grow and people can raise up and nurture and support. Thank you for all your spirit sisters x
April 8, 2012 at 7:41 pm #33246debora
ParticipantKaren,
That is a precious Easter story! That is when God does his best work, when we are completely helpless, when we surrender. I think he likes the limelight, so he can remind us later, “Remember when…..well, I’m still in the miracle business, get your hands outta the way and let me work here.” Every day that your son walks around talking is a miracle. Thankyou for sharing this.
I need to surrender.
Love you, Karen,
Debora
April 8, 2012 at 8:03 pm #33247annabegins
ParticipantDiane
Thank you for such a wonderful post. This is one of my favorite days of the year as I am reminded of god’s grace when he saved me, from me. And when I slow dow , I am continually reminded of new life, new beginnings and various connections placed in front of me that prior I never would have seen. Today in our Easter service, I was amazed at one of these very connections and have been thinking about it ever since.
Our minister spoke of Mary and here two companions Mary and Salome discovering the stone removed from Jesus tomb. He concentrated on the Greek translation of their reaction – trauma and ecstasy. Which started me thinking of my journey, and each of our journeys through the sex addiction discovery and recovery process. The very trauma we endure can be the very thing that propels us to a state of consciousness of expanded self and spiritual awareness, leaving us filled with a great sense of peace. for me, this means new life.
My love to you allApril 13, 2012 at 8:07 am #33248silver-lining
ParticipantLadies,
Sorry I missed this excellent post the first time around. It is a beautiful thread and I thank you all for sharing! I love our spiritual side as well!! (when we are not throwing out the F bomb!) lol!!!
Karen, I cried tears of joy/relief when I read your comment. Thank you so much for sharing that very personal story!
Love to all,
SL
April 14, 2012 at 7:11 am #33249sandy
ParticipantSL, I completely missed this, too! What a wonderful conversation! Karen, your story is so beautiful. Seeing your son and knowing what God did must give you the greatest strength and faith. God does intervene.
I think each one of us can tell of some way God acted to bring light in the darkness of this SA. Deb’s light switch going off (in another thread) and countless other moments when one of us reached the moment when we knew that all of this had to be out of our lives, the first step in us moving out of darkness into light.
A sign of light right now? My son and daughter folded the laundry together and put it away before I got home from work. The were productive and got along while doing something for our home. I know, it isn’t big. But for me it’s kind of like the new green leaves starting to come out on some of my bushes. New life. They have struggled so much as this long process has dragged on. The divorce has been hard on them, as has their dad’s anger/bipolar/narcissism, and they have been taking it out on each other for a long time. So folding and putting away laundry. Together! That’s my light, my sign of healing today.
April 14, 2012 at 7:19 am #33250silver-lining
ParticipantAwww…. Sunny!!! Sometimes, it really IS the little things in life!! 🙂
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