Ah, springtime. The world is bursting into bloom; birdsong fills the air and the gentle breezes whisper, "Spring is here." Daffodils, tulips and crocus break through the soil smiling up into the sunshine. And moisture comes to our thirsty land.
So why should so many of us be filled with sadness and not experiencing the joy of springtime in our beautiful America? What promises do we hear continually on television and other media that fail to fulfill their predictions? Where is the American dream; where has it gone?
Or are we confused and even dead wrong in what we think is owed to us as human beings? Let's take a step back and consider what is really important in our lives. What transforms, what heals, what makes life worth living? The answer is pure and simple -- love, giving and receiving, not just getting, not just having or acquiring. Love heals and fills the lonely heart, the heart bruised by the cares of our existence. And where do we find this love?
One day long ago, the act of one man demonstrated to us what can only be characterized as pure love. The following is a poem by an unknown author I believe tells us who this person is and what He did for us.
One Solitary Life . . .
He was born in an obscure village.
He worked in a carpenter shop until he was about 30.
He then became an itinerant preacher.
He never held an office.
He never had a family or owned a house.
He didn't go to college.
He had no credentials but himself.
After preaching three years, the public turned against him.
His friends ran away.
He was turned over to his enemies and went through the mockery of a trial.
He was nailed to a cross between two thieves.
While he was dying, his executioners gambled for his clothing, the only property he had on earth.
He was laid in a borrowed grave.
Nineteen centuries have come and gone,
And today he is the central figure of the human race.
All the armies that ever marched,
All the navies that ever sailed,
All the parliaments that ever sat, and
All the kings that ever reigned
Have not affected the life of man on the earth as much as that
One solitary life.
His name is Jesus.
During this Holy Week, let us rethink our lives, our desires, our priorities. Then we will know what is really important in our lives and how fortunate we are. We will have a blessed Easter every day of our lives.
Ruth Moriarity is a member of the Generations Advisory Group.