Here is the poem by Chilean poet, Pablo Neruda (1904-1973), that came my way on Facebook last Thursday, which I promised to share today. This is the one that made me think of Friday’s post, Desiderata, by Max Ehrmann.

Here is the poem by Chilean poet, Pablo Neruda (1904-1973), that came my way on Facebook last Thursday, which I promised to share today. This is the one that made me think of Friday’s post, Desiderata, by Max Ehrmann.

Pablo Neruda is the pen name of a Chilean poet who was in this world from 1904 until 1973. Yesterday, a poem by this writer came my way on Facebook, and I immediately liked it because of its content of life lessons. It reminded me of another poem which I have had in my possession for many years and read daily. It too, is full of advice on living. Desiderata was written by Max Ehrmann (1872-1945) around 1920. Today I will share Desiderata and on Monday, Pablo Neruda’s poem. Both poems are for me, an inspirational find.

I love to think, and love to collect great thoughts when they come my way. The following came from the internet a few months ago. It’s about a graduating class in Nova Scotia, Canada and is claimed to be a true story. It proves that old adage, “Where there’s a will, there’s a way.” It’s title is “The Sneeze”
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Time is an intriguing subject, don’t you think? It is always with us to do with as we will…fill it, spend it, waste it, look at it forwards and backwards, but capture it? Uh-uh. It is so fleeting that the second you try to live in the moment, the moment is gone. But live in it anyway…it is a great way of learning to become more aware.
Have you ever thought about how much time it takes to walk down memory lane? Or how long it took Perry Como to record the song, Till the End of Time in 1945?
And what about the songs written about clocks: My Grandfather’s Clock that ticked away it’s owner’s life from the day that he was born until the day that he died…ninety years. And The Syncopated Clock written by Leroy Anderson in 1945; a fun and lively piece of music.
Time is spoken about throughout the Bible, but the best time passage (pun intended) is Ecclesiastes 3:1-8. It is good reading to be sure and a wise use of words by King Solomon.
Time can be fleeting, or hang heavy on your hands, but it does not stand still…no matter what…time marches on.
Watching my great-grandchildren scampering around with their Easter baskets, hunting for the goodies left by the bunny who hops around only once a year unlike most bunnies, I had a deja vu experience.
In my mind’s eye, I was the little hunter, then my children, and their children, and now my children’s children were gathering the hidden treasures. Had I really lived through four generations of yearly Easter egg hunts? Yes…and the realization was like Easter itself…a surge of renewal. I came alive to the sights and sounds of these delighted children and realized that because I live, they live. It was a humbling moment that carried me through the passage of time.
Will these blessed little beings one day watch their children’s children’s children share the joy of Easter? Only time will tell.
“…and may you live to see your children’s children.” Psalms 128:6
And now the good news is not that Jesus lived and died but that He died and lives!

While we wait for the joy of Easter Sunday, may our preparations for celebration include the reason for the season: He Is Risen! Happy Easter.
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My claim to Christianity suffers much in my day to day life of trying to live up to the ideals of this religion. However, when it comes to the life and death and resurrection of Jesus, I am in awe.
Did Jesus die on a Friday? Does anyone really know? The scholars do, I’m sure, but I am not among the scholarly, and so, because I believe my early teachings, I accept that Friday it was. But what is so good about Good Friday if that was the day Jesus died his atoning death…because it was a brutal death…not good by any stretch of the imagination?
The good comes in looking forward to Easter Sunday, the day of Resurrection, that promised third day when life is restored to Jesus, the one who restored so many lives in bygone days, and died to restore so many more. What Joseph said to his brothers in Genesis 50:20: “You intended to harm me but God intended it for good to accomplish what is now being done, the saving of many lives” comes to my mind when I think of that dreadful day of crucifixion. God intended it for good. Hence…Good Friday, the precursor to Easter Sunday.
God Bless and Happy Easter.
Today is Maundy Thursday, the last Thursday before Easter, wherein the Last Supper of Christ and his disciples is celebrated throughout Christianity.
At our church, we celebrate with a pot luck supper, communion, and a program performed by our children’s ministry. Although it is typically a solemn occasion, the camaraderie is comforting in preparation of Good Friday, the day of Christ’s death, which will be commemorated by a service in the morning at 10 a.m.
And finally, Easter Sunday…He Is Risen!
These three days are typically Holy days, with Saturday being a day of preparation for Sunday’s celebrations.
Maundy Thursday, Good Friday, and Easter Sunday, aside from Christmas are the holiest days of the year in Christianity.
God Bless and Happy Easter.