I've been tired, content to stay in bed, unwilling to see people, wishing to cancel plans simply because I don't want to brush my hair. I found myself sitting on the couch, watching you-tube videos, eating crackers, house a mess, wondering why.
Easter makes me think of death, the promise of Easter is a reminder of the death and punishment that we need saved from. New life is a reminder that this old life is temporary. My son's death changed me, it changed how I veiw the world. Some of those changes are good, I cherish those around me.
Some of those changes are hard, hope is bitter sweet. Knowing you will see someone again means you can't see them now. Knowing perfection is coming means you are incomplete.
So this morning I got up, I worked on school with my daughter, I printed a to do list, and I started checking things off. I rearranged my front room, because that is a change I can make. And I thought of Ecclesiastes, there is a time for everything, a time to sit on the couch and a time to get up and clean. It was ok to take a break, even if I didn't realize I needed it, but that break could only last a season it is time for other things.
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