Between the dreaming and the coming true

I got a text message from a friend this morning asking me how I am. He told me he’s walked past the golf course we have played many times as part of his daily exercise. He told me the fairways look great! I found myself dreaming about playing a round of golf again. And one day, in the not too distant future I will. Right now though, I’m between the dreaming and the coming true. And if I let it become so, it’s a hard place to be. Especially in this glorious weather! As we celebrate the truth of the Easter story today, we celebrate the event in history that changed everything forever No other event in history has come close to that. Or ever will. That is not to minimise history’s events or the effects they had. But only one prepares us for eternity. The death and resurrection of the King of the universe. Easter: God’s great and magnificent gift. Easter: bringer of joy, peace and hope. Easter: an assured future. All true. All wonderfully true. But we live between the dreaming and the coming true. We’re not there yet. We’re here, in an uncertain and, perhaps, frightening world. So here’s the best bit. Easter: God’s love reaching to us, in everything. The powerful and dynamic truth that there is nothing that can separate form God’s love. Nothing. Not fear, not anxiety, not poverty, not isolation, not lockdown, not too much work or no work, not a illness or loneliness. Not a virus. Not even death. As we live between the dreaming and the coming true, whether we see it or feel it or not, we hold on to God’s great and magnificent love, the love that took him all the way to the cross…and back. To live between the dreaming and the coming true is to trust in God’s love anyway. Whatever happens. Dream on! No, really. Dream on.