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		<title>By: laurenb</title>
		<link>http://burningbushes.org/?p=624&#038;cpage=1#comment-1061</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2009 17:36:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>it is so, so true that the sun is brighter after a deep sadness.  this winter season has been filled with more hope than ever for me because there was the promise of &quot;life&quot; [spring] coming.  i can sit in sadness and let myself be there because Sunday is coming.  [meaning, no matter the depth of sadness i&#039;m facing, i&#039;m learning that Sunday is coming--whether Sunday ever comes on this earth is a different thing, but Sunday, Resurrection, is coming.]   

thanks for writing this.  i think that we, as believers in the resurrection, fall to the cultural [sub-cultural] myth that since we believe in the resurrection, life should be fine and dandy.  but it just isn&#039;t.  this world is broken.  when we&#039;re faced with that brokenness, we have a choice:  are we going to let this affect us and are we going to grieve as those who have hope?  or are we going to say &quot;since there is a resurrection, i refuse to let myself feel and i know &quot;all things work together for good...&quot;&#039;  [oh the platitudes of the sub-culture...]

i think that the former short-circuits the whole process and the glory of the Resurrected One is reduced.  The latter, however, shows that in every depth of pain, in every possible extremity of feeling there is a Great High Priest who&#039;s borne these same things and walks through them with us and in that, He gets more glory.

so, we mourn as those who have hope.  and we let ourselves feel.  [or, for the thinkers] we let ourselves &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt; about the implications of a bruised Son, a punished One, a lamb who bore sin.

may we mourn.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>it is so, so true that the sun is brighter after a deep sadness.  this winter season has been filled with more hope than ever for me because there was the promise of &#8220;life&#8221; [spring] coming.  i can sit in sadness and let myself be there because Sunday is coming.  [meaning, no matter the depth of sadness i'm facing, i'm learning that Sunday is coming--whether Sunday ever comes on this earth is a different thing, but Sunday, Resurrection, is coming.]   </p>
<p>thanks for writing this.  i think that we, as believers in the resurrection, fall to the cultural [sub-cultural] myth that since we believe in the resurrection, life should be fine and dandy.  but it just isn&#8217;t.  this world is broken.  when we&#8217;re faced with that brokenness, we have a choice:  are we going to let this affect us and are we going to grieve as those who have hope?  or are we going to say &#8220;since there is a resurrection, i refuse to let myself feel and i know &#8220;all things work together for good&#8230;&#8221;&#8216;  [oh the platitudes of the sub-culture...]</p>
<p>i think that the former short-circuits the whole process and the glory of the Resurrected One is reduced.  The latter, however, shows that in every depth of pain, in every possible extremity of feeling there is a Great High Priest who&#8217;s borne these same things and walks through them with us and in that, He gets more glory.</p>
<p>so, we mourn as those who have hope.  and we let ourselves feel.  [or, for the thinkers] we let ourselves <i>think</i> about the implications of a bruised Son, a punished One, a lamb who bore sin.</p>
<p>may we mourn.</p>
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		<title>By: Amy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Amy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2009 15:54:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>And very well said, Amy! I thank you for that perspective!

&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amy’s last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://amyhale.typepad.com/diary_of_an_overwhelmed_w/2009/04/easter-preparation.html&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Easter Preparation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>And very well said, Amy! I thank you for that perspective!</p>
<p><abbr><em>Amy’s last blog post..<a href="http://amyhale.typepad.com/diary_of_an_overwhelmed_w/2009/04/easter-preparation.html" rel="nofollow">Easter Preparation</a></em></abbr></p>
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		<title>By: Amy</title>
		<link>http://burningbushes.org/?p=624&#038;cpage=1#comment-1057</link>
		<dc:creator>Amy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2009 15:52:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&quot;This Easter, I don’t want to skip forward to Sunday without sitting in the reality of:
my own sin 
Jesus’ incomparable and excruciating death 
the millions of individuals who are still outside of Christ.&quot;

Amen! :)

&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amy’s last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://amyhale.typepad.com/diary_of_an_overwhelmed_w/2009/04/easter-preparation.html&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Easter Preparation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;This Easter, I don’t want to skip forward to Sunday without sitting in the reality of:<br />
my own sin<br />
Jesus’ incomparable and excruciating death<br />
the millions of individuals who are still outside of Christ.&#8221;</p>
<p>Amen! <img src='http://burningbushes.org/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p><abbr><em>Amy’s last blog post..<a href="http://amyhale.typepad.com/diary_of_an_overwhelmed_w/2009/04/easter-preparation.html" rel="nofollow">Easter Preparation</a></em></abbr></p>
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		<title>By: chrissie</title>
		<link>http://burningbushes.org/?p=624&#038;cpage=1#comment-1054</link>
		<dc:creator>chrissie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2009 14:46:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am so excited that I won the OT/NT pictures batik.  Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Also, thank you for your beautiful, bold words about Easter and the gospel.  You have a gift for explaining things simply and truthfully.  I agree that Sunday morning is so much more glorious if we understand the darkness, sin, and death that preceded it.

Lots and lots of love to you!  And a Happy Easter.

&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;chrissie’s last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flipflopsandapplesauce.com/2009/04/create-accordion-postcard-journal-of.html&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Create an Accordion Postcard Journal of Your Vacation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am so excited that I won the OT/NT pictures batik.  Thank you, thank you, thank you!</p>
<p>Also, thank you for your beautiful, bold words about Easter and the gospel.  You have a gift for explaining things simply and truthfully.  I agree that Sunday morning is so much more glorious if we understand the darkness, sin, and death that preceded it.</p>
<p>Lots and lots of love to you!  And a Happy Easter.</p>
<p><abbr><em>chrissie’s last blog post..<a href="http://www.flipflopsandapplesauce.com/2009/04/create-accordion-postcard-journal-of.html" rel="nofollow">Create an Accordion Postcard Journal of Your Vacation</a></em></abbr></p>
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		<title>By: Amy</title>
		<link>http://burningbushes.org/?p=624&#038;cpage=1#comment-1053</link>
		<dc:creator>Amy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2009 14:36:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Why do you think it is for us as people and Christians we find it so difficult to mourn?  Do you think that we are afraid once we start we will not be able to stop? There are beliefs and cultures that only allow special clothes to be worn, loss of fingers as reminders, a certain time of grief, covering of mirrors, never to speak the deceased name again, and other actions and customs to be done during a mourning period-but all of that seems so foreign to me. I hear the crying and pain of the world often. I feel the pangs and wounds of my sin daily. I grapple with the death of Christ and all that it means. It seems to me loss and sadness seems to hit me in the most unexpected times. Daily. And it leads me to wonder if we can ever live the two greatest commandments if we only grieve once a year? How can I truly love Christ if I don’t DAILY mourn his sacrifice? And how can I love my neighbor if I am not saddened over their lack of hope. Am I off base here?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Why do you think it is for us as people and Christians we find it so difficult to mourn?  Do you think that we are afraid once we start we will not be able to stop? There are beliefs and cultures that only allow special clothes to be worn, loss of fingers as reminders, a certain time of grief, covering of mirrors, never to speak the deceased name again, and other actions and customs to be done during a mourning period-but all of that seems so foreign to me. I hear the crying and pain of the world often. I feel the pangs and wounds of my sin daily. I grapple with the death of Christ and all that it means. It seems to me loss and sadness seems to hit me in the most unexpected times. Daily. And it leads me to wonder if we can ever live the two greatest commandments if we only grieve once a year? How can I truly love Christ if I don’t DAILY mourn his sacrifice? And how can I love my neighbor if I am not saddened over their lack of hope. Am I off base here?</p>
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