Today's Tids Issue 5,485
Easter Morning:
I all my years since I passed by my infancy into the supposed age of reason where we all immediately would know how life around us works and of course would be able to deal with it... In all those years since I gained reason, I have always pictured Good Friday on that lifeless mountaintop as the gloomiest, coldest, darkest most forbidding place on earth. Where a good man was killed because weaker humans feared the truth. A place of sobbing women and men, and maybe others now feeling a pain in their hearts knowing what they had done. And of course, Jesus on that cross asking his father why, and forgiving those who had killed him.
Yet, we know what those in the gloom on that hillside didn’t, that there will be sun. That on Sunday, on Easter Sonday morning we will feel the glorious sensations of a rebirth; a grandeur so far beyond the scope of human understanding that we can only stand in awe because of the immensity of it all.
Yeah, I think I can leave for this moment my sarcasm, distress over the anger we see in the world today; dismay at human shortcomings. And just live in the glory of Easter Sunday Morn.
Below is the final Movement of Mahler's 2nd Symphony “The Redemption”, which I send to you each good Friday, because of all the music written, this just just feels to me the way Easter Sunday morning should be.
Happy Easter, E-v-e-r-y-b-o-d-y!!
