He is Risen!
Indeed, He is Risen!
I hope that you all had a restorative and rejuvenating Easter weekend, and the spirit of resurrection filled your heart, as it did mine.
I find Easter to be the spiritual centre of the year, and in a way I feel it's the centre of, or contact point with, Eternity. It was Christ's resurrection on that Sunday that turned all of history, all of prophecy, and all of our lives on their heads. Death was defeated, and Christian civilisation's tremendous birth pangs began.
And while the struggle is still real for us all, the miracle remains. Death is defeated. You will never really die. AND the One in charge of EVERYTHING has atoned for your sins and mine, and has sent the Holy Spirit to protect and guide us! I can't think of a cooler plot twist than that.
And that's the macrocosmic view! It's true in the micro too.
For me, God put deeper repentance and an exciting boost in self-awareness into me this weekend, and granted me a beautiful, healing, connective and hope-restoring Easter weekend with my nearest and dearest (my first as a solo parent).
I'll share one specific takeaway from the prayers and reflections of this weekend: my greatest personal enemy is my loud and polyphonic negative scripts in my head: βI can't.β βI'm not good enough.β βLife is too complicated and overwhelming for me right now.β These limiting self-beliefs have been there a long time, and through several years of internal crisis I became associated with them, I identified with them. And so they became true, and do every day that I believe these lies!
This Easter, God helped me spontaneously disassociate from those voices, recognise them as false, and correct them.
In fact, in reality, I am a loving, generous, intelligent and talented man who gives easily of himself to those he loves and wants good for those around him. I'm a child of God, I follow to the best of my ability the teachings of Jesus Christ, and I PROLIFICLY create beauty in the world. I am a very good (though nowhere near perfect) father who will never give up on my sons.
Without further navel-gazing, I just wanted to share this affirmation I received which launches me with belief and hope into this βNew Yearβ of our Lord. I am not my self-talk. I'm not even my behaviour or what I achieve/fail at. Those things are important to recognise and manage, but they are not to be confused with the untouchable innocent βIβ which is made in the image of God. That's who I am. That's who you are too. Believe it, and from that basis LOVE!
Wishing you all a brilliant and glorious season ahead, and I'm excited to share new chapters and adaptations for you in the weeks ahead!
Preview: can't reveal much of it yet, but I am adapting The Ghosts of Men into a graphic novel series. Stay tuned for publication dates!
I'd say that's an acurate self-assessment. Keep crushing my friend and happy easter! The King of Kings reigns now and forever, and there is no longer such a thing as death.