Reflections on the Resurrection


I helped my 9 year old son plant part of his garden today (indoors in little planters until the last frost). He carefully dropped seeds into the fresh, rich soil– carrots, lettuce, cucumbers, watermelon, radishes, pumpkin, sunflowers, corn, peas, and a few others. Wow, we’ll see how it all does in this tough growing climate.

But, I was thinking about that little seed the whole time. AMAZING, that tiny seed that is SO powerful that it can be life giving and fruit producing. What a fantastic representation of the RESURRECTION power of Jesus Christ. It looks like this dead, dry little ball, and yet with the aid of some water, sunshine, and good earth, has the force to manufacture this product which can sustain a human being with its harvest! I just can’t get over how mind-blowing that is! How can something bigger than itself be brought forth out of dirt? How can something come from nothing?

When this son of mine was in-utero, God led me to a certain passage which I read over him almost daily. It was Ephesians Chapter 1. Recently, I heard a sermon on this scripture, and as I realized that I knew it so well that I could almost predict what the pastor would say next, I recalled this season of prayer and intercession over my firstborn.

I pray also that the eyes of your heart may be enlightened in order that you may know the hope to which he has called you, the riches of his glorious inheritance in the saints, and his incomparably great power for us who believe. That power is like the working of his mighty strength, which he exerted in Christ when he raised him from the dead and seated him at his right hand in the heavenly realms, far above all rule and authority, power and dominion, and every title that can be given, not only in the present age but also in the one to come. And God placed all things under his feet and appointed him to be head over everything for the church, which is his body, the fullness of him who fills everything in every way. Ephesians 1: 18-23

I’m sitting here marveling at how God in His wisdom and foresight brings all things together in His time. I have this swirl of thoughts and memories…visiting OMSI at ten weeks into my pregnancy and seeing the developing baby exhibit, realizing for the first time the fullness of life that was inside me. Attending an outdoor sunrise Easter service when I was about 10 years old, shivering on a hard chair with childlike wonder at the thought of the risen Christ, somehow symbolized in the sun rising over the Arizona mountains in all its brilliant colors. Wondering at how little seedlings poking up through a sidewalk could have had enough power to crack the concrete. All of these reflections are tied to the power, the potency of the resurrection of Jesus Christ.

Did you catch the promise in Ephesians chapter 1? The Resurrection power of Jesus Christ is available for those who believe!! Do you understand the kind of power it takes to raise someone from the dead?? It is power over sin and death. Power over every fear, sickness, unbelief, bad habit, and inherited disease. This assurance brings hope beyond belief.

I hope you have a transforming Resurrection Sunday~many blessings to you!

Jen @ diaryof1.com

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7 Responses

  1. Dana April 10th, 2009 at 10:50 pm

    Beautiful thoughts, Jennifer! We’ve some seeds started indoors as well, but they aren’t doing so well. I think I’ve killed most of them. May try once more on the peppers and egg plant because they really need the extra growing time.

    God Bless!

  2. Jen April 11th, 2009 at 7:22 am

    Dana, I’m so glad you mentioned eggplant, I forgot I wanted to plant that! I hope this next round is more successful for you. I can’t wait to see how our garden does–we have some limitations, including a very short growing season, bad soil, and ravenous herds of deer! Have a blessed Resurrection day!

  3. julie April 11th, 2009 at 4:20 pm

    Beautiful post. Inspiring and thought provoking.

  4. julie April 11th, 2009 at 4:21 pm

    p.s. good luck on the garden. Last summer, the large marmots that run around our land out in C.O. ate every single start the first night in the garden -except the tomatoes and herbs. Must be too bitter tasting. So we have been eating a lot of Italian this year as my only harvest last summer was 200 pounds of tomatoes!

  5. e-Mom April 13th, 2009 at 9:14 pm

    Lovely thoughts and musings. As women, aren’t we privileged to give birth? Bless you Jennifer. He is risen. He is risen indeed. :~D

  6. Jen April 13th, 2009 at 9:36 pm

    Julie, oh, that would be the worst to look out the window and see the stubs of your little plants left from the raid! At least you had the tomatoes!

    e-Mom, Yes, what a privilege to give birth–it’s such a metaphor of so many miraculous and deep things. Praising the risen Lord today…

  7. tipper April 15th, 2009 at 10:44 am

    Beautiful post!!

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