If you want me to be introspective and self evaluating,
Do not point out my flaws, my weaknesses, where you see that I have failed. I will only put up walls. Raise my defenses. See your flaws. I will not hear. I will return judgment.
Instead stand me before a mighty creator and show me the intricacies of His creation.
Let me see how small and insignificant I am before the vastness of space or at an oceans shore.
Let me struggle with how frail and fragile life can be on the top of majestic mountain, or at the moment life begins.
Instruct me on the wonders of just how similar and just how different things look under a microscope, so I can understand how little I understand.
Show me the beauty my busy life has had me missing. Let me drink in the colors of a sunset, the softness of rain drop, the sweetness of a snow flake.
Let me see myself before the great I am, and I will naturally bow before Him.
Then tell me that He loves me beyond compare. That though I dare not raise my face before Him, yet He died to bridge the gap. His love so immeasurable, I can not comprehend.
Tell me the story of His life – His death – for me. Because of this love. And my heart will crumble when I take it all in. When the story seeps in, my heart will break beyond words.
When I am face down before Him, broken hearted. I am ready for Easter, for the celebration, the gratitude, to go and spread the good news.
Then may I remember to show others the great I am in all His majesty, beauty, unfathomable creativity and immeasurable wonders, and unstoppable love so that they might truly be ready for Easter too.
By Vicki L. Pugliese