There are lilies on my table. They’re sitting in a tall glass vase on top of a refurbished European plank of wood. They aren’t all opened up on display just yet, but by the end of the week they will look like trumpets, heralding in a risen Savior.
I need reminders like this. I need symbols, and music, and quotes, and beauty to line my life, because if it isn’t continually in front of me, I’ll leave it behind.
We’re wise to keep what’s most important, easily accessed. Keep it out, fresh, displayed. Your senses can pick up better on the things that are readily available to them, and the people who’s hearts you tend?…their senses work that way too.
Whatever it is that reminds you of truth, goodness, faith, love, light – set it out, and hang it up, and it will go in and remind you of what’s most precious.
Those verses are coming to mind, the ones in Deuteronomy that tell us to love the Lord with all our might, and that we should put those words, those reminders, on our doorposts, on our gates, and as frontlets for our eyes. And also the verses in Proverbs that tell us to tie good teaching and wisdom around our necks so that they will always be with us.
My lilies are reminding me this week that we are journeying toward new life. I need the consistent exposure.
In addition, I’d like to make hot cross buns on Friday and resurrection rolls on Sunday morning. Today when the kids get home from learning I’d like to scavenge the house for all of our Easter reads. We will display them in baskets and in stacks around the living room. We will also look up and discuss many gospel verses, listen to some old hymns, and maybe play a few sermons while they build, or color, or play, at some point this week. If I end up feeling truly brave, I may even step outside of my wheelhouse and attempt a craft or two. (Prayers appreciated on that one.)
Some of the above will play out beautifully and end up being lovely reminders of who Christ is to us, and others won’t happen at all or they will be major flops. And that is okay. I’ve at least attempted.
I just really, really want us to grasp, and get, and behold, and remember the sweetest gift ever given. Keeping it out in front of us this week, the best I’m able, will reap some kind of lasting benefit, I am sure.