It's easy to taste and see the goodness of God out there on my back porch every morning. After a spring that was far busier than I expected or planned for, believe me when I say that I'm appreciating the gift of slowing down for a while.
I know it's the wrong season to talk about the Grinch and how he tried to steal Christmas from the Whos, but I can't help but think that this present enemy looks and acts an awful lot like that old foe.
There will be no neighborhood Easter egg hunts, no Maundy Thursday Lord's Supper with the community of the faithful, no blooming cross in the church foyer to decorate, no special dress to put on, no sunrise church services to attend, and no family coming over for Easter dinner this year.
Usually, when we talk about abiding in Christ, we talk about all the things that we do. Those things are important—we can and should do everything we can to abide in Jesus day in and day out—but here lately, God has been reminding me of how much he does to help us abide. He does it for our good and for his glory. Because when we abide in Christ, we can't help but bear good, ripe fruit. Lots of it. And when our lives are both abundant and fruitful, we glorify him.