By Kelsey Dassance
A quarantined Easter Sunday allowed, and challenged me, to think long and hard about the Resurrection. Did I really believe that Jesus died and rose again? Did I really believe that the Resurrection was available to me?
I found my answer in the scenarios in which I placed my hope: security, stability, and reliability, all of which were lacking in my current state of life. Resurrection didn’t seem possible to me because I wasn’t praying for Resurrection; I was praying for the fruition of my own plans. My misplaced hope and non ideal circumstances led me to fear and frustration, but the truth of the Resurrection always leads to hope.
So as I prayed through the Mass on my computer screen, I offered the Lord my weary heart and asked the Holy Spirit to
wake me up to the Love that makes all things new and restore my hope in the God who doesn’t leave.
St. Paul’s writing to the Thessalonians today affirms the truth that as a Christian, I belong to Hope. The Resurrection of Jesus Christ isn’t just a story to be heard once in a while at Mass, but a truth to be declared with my life.
If I believe in the Resurrection of Jesus Christ, my life should reflect the belief that He can do anything.
It is the only thing that can restore and sustain my hope.
Because I’ve witnessed His faithfulness and generosity in my life, I cannot fall asleep to the comfort that despair allows.
So come Holy Spirit. Wake me up to the hope that only You provide.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Kelsey Dassance is a Midwest gal at heart but currently living it up in the Arizona desert as the Social Media + Event Manager for Blessed is She. She has a heart for adventure, a devotion to Divine Mercy, and a strong love for real friendship. You can most likely find her somewhere between the nearest coffee shop and hiking trail; never without an iced coffee. You can find more about her here.