But if you try sometimes, you just might find…

Have you ever been in-between? You know, in-between jobs, in between relationships, in-between houses, in-between stages of life, in-between selves? My old self seemed so useful. He helped me survive some tough times and pushed me through some accomplishments. But he was so dark, so cynical, so full of fear and self-pity, so in a hurry to get nowhere, and so quiet and ashamed. As the Holy Spirit continues to work in me, the negative aspects of my character continue to transform into artifacts from a not so distant time and a not so distant man.

When I read Luke 24:1-3, I am reminded of those times when God rolled away what used to be and left me staring into an empty space. At first I wondered what was coming to replace what had been removed. I like to project my want of prosperity on God at times like these saying “Okay Jesus now that I’m not so cynical and full of self-pity, how about a nice cash reward?”; or my need of control saying “Now how about changing the people I love into who I want them to be?” In more desperate times I just say, “Where are you Lord, why aren’t you here?” Fortunately, God has plans that transcend my attempts at coercion, my wants, and my emptiness.

Into the emptiness where my shortcomings used to be has come something far greater than all of my desires. Grace. Grace often fills me up on Wednesday morning driving to work, while I watch my daughter sleep, or when the sun rises on the first day of the week, very early in the morning. This is the same grace that was extended to Mary Magdalene and later Peter, even in his denials of Jesus. The Grace of God waited for me in the years before Christ, and it invites me now, so gently summoning my acquiescence. During the in-between times, I try to wait joyfully for the risen Lord to appear again, as He often does in the moments I least expect Him.