Monday, April 5, 2010

Get up and dance

Sunday was wonderful, I'm sure, to those who saw him first. Sunday was wonderful for most of us, I would think.

But what was Monday?

When you've seen a miracle, a true-blue, honest without question, miracle of all miracles, what is the next day like?

Do you go back to your regular life?
Do you make a cake?
Do you dance some more?
Do you sleep for the first time in days?
What do you do?

I think of persons who have gotten reprieves from diagnoses of cancer or other serious diseases. I think of persons who were in such debt they couldn't see out of the pit and suddenly, a check comes in the mail from sources unexpected. I think of alcoholics who suddenly don't drink.

I think of all of us, who were at the cross, ready to be crucified, and Jesus took the hit for us. All of us. Every one above the age of reckoning, which I'll let all of you decide.

The Bible says this: "When I next looked, oh! Above the dome over the heads of the cherubim-angels was what looked like a throne, sky-blue, like a sapphire! 2-5 God said to the man dressed in linen, "Enter the place of the wheels under the cherubim-angels. Fill your hands with burning coals from beneath the cherubim and scatter them over the city."
I watched as he entered. The cherubim were standing on the south side of the Temple when the man entered. A cloud filled the inside courtyard. Then the Glory of God ascended from the cherubim and moved to the threshold of the Temple. The cloud filled the Temple. Court and Temple were both filled with the blazing presence of the Glory of God. And the sound! The wings of the cherubim were audible all the way to the outer court—the sound of the voice was like The Strong God in thunder."

The glory of the Lord filled the Temple. One day we will all understand that though Mondays follow glorious Sundays, the glory of the Lord has filled us every day.

We are forgiven, for dastardly and tiny mistakes. Our debt, be it staggering sums or pennies of problems, is paid.

Jesus did it.
It's done.
On Monday as well as Sunday.

Get up and dance some more. The King is alive.

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