Background Passages: I Corinthians 15:17; Romans 6:4
The scene painted a great portrait of God’s Kingdom.
There we sat…A tired collection of English-speaking Americans from Baptist churches scattered over several states, sitting in the pews of a Peruvian Lutheran church, listening to songs sung and a sermon delivered by a Scottish-born pastor speaking, at times, in both English and Spanish. Our time of fellowship and worship transcended the diversity of its context.
Sunday worship kicked off an eight-day mission effort offering Vacation Bible School, medical care, work training and home construction for families in Collique, a proud, but high-poverty community north of Lima. Our efforts were directed by Operation San Andreas, a missionary effort organized by retired Houston cardiologist, Dr. Luis Campos.
I returned this week, exhausted from the work and the travel, only to find loved ones in the hospital for treatment and surgery. On the heels of medical issues, I found myself out of town on family business that needed my assistance. All of those issues turned out fine, but did little to remove the fatigue from my body and soul. This was my frame of mind entering Easter weekend. Not exactly ideal.
With hours on the road to return home, I reflected on my time in Collique and all that happened in the last week. Easter was made for this.
As a time to remember Christ’s death on the cross and a time to celebrate his resurrection, Easter offers hope in its fullest form. It is on this week of Jesus’ life upon which my faith rests. The faith that sustains me through difficult circumstances finds its expression in a resurrected Jesus. Paul said as much when he told the Corinthian church…
“If Christ has not been raised, your faith is futile, and you are still in your sins.” (I Cor. 15:17)
While worshiping at The Union Church of Lima, the Rev. Angus Lamont led us in a song I had never heard. Each verse of His Mercy is More resonated with truth I needed to hear. The final verse, though, reached inside my heart and reminded me of God’s great give of love through his son, Jesus Christ.
“What riches of kindness He lavished on us,
His blood was the payment His life was the cost.
We stood ‘neath a debt we could never afford.
Our sins they are many,
His mercy is more.”
And, thus is the definition of God’s grace. While I have done nothing to merit God’s love, he loved just the same. When I look in the mirror, I see too often a reflection of my failure rather than the image of Christ who is in me.
Yet, God does not require my perfection, just my persistence. My daily desire to live as he leads. The song’s chorus speaks as strongly as the verses.
“Praise the Lord.
His mercy is more.
Stronger than darkness
New every morn.
Our sins they are many,
His mercy is more.”
As that song echoed in my ears, I found my body still weary, but my soul no longer worn. Easter is resurrection. Easter is restoration. Easter is revival.
Easter is my reminder that faith is not futile. I find in Easter my hope of salvation. I find in Easter my hope of eternal life. Like the Apostle Paul, I find in Easter my hope for life abundant in the now.
“We were buried therefore with him by baptism into death, in order that, just as Christ was raised from the dead by the glory of the Father, we too might walk in newness of life.” (Rom. 6:4)
Driving down the road toward home, I found in Easter my joy.
It is my prayer Easter speaks to you in the same way it speaks to me.
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Enjoy His Mercy is More offered beautifully by Matt Boswell and the Boyce College Choir.
Amen
Thank you, again, for sharing the Word, and bringing it to life. Belated Blessed Easter, Joann Hutton.
Thank you for all your posts. This one particularly touched me. As I listened to many songs this Easter weekend, including this one. As I learn more about the sacrifice Jesus made for me I am humbled to the depth of my soul and so thankful He loved me that much.