Easter vigil
Hey all. I had to come home and write you all. I just returned home from the Easter Vigil. It's a service that us Episcopalians, and I believe Roman Catholics go to on the eve of Easter. The first half of the service is still good friday solemn type and then the second half brings in Easter. Regardless of our faith background, tonight's service reminded me of where we all were this time last year.
Last year, I attended this service and heard the Epistle reading from Paul about dying a death like Christ and being raised with him. We are dead to sin and raised into a new life. Because of my pending surgery, those words, raised into a new life really hit me.
This year, hearing the same passage again, I couldn't help but think of how we all left our old lives of sin and death (a repetition of bad food habits and disrespect of ourselves) and through our surgery, we have a new life. Just as the Christian life demands our promises to live into that new life, our surgery demands that we keep our promises to live into our surgeries as well. We promised to be good to our pouches, to use our tool well, to exercise, to basically relearn how to live.
Take what you will from this, as I know we all are not CHristians here, but I think the metaphor is very appropriate as we come upon our first anniversary of our surgery.
Love
Rachael