I'm not a religious person. Spiritual, yes, but not religious.
But I wanted to share something that's been rattling around in my head since yesterday, Easter.
In an NPR story I read, author Anne Lamont introduced the concept of an "Easter people living in a Good Friday world." She doesn't really explain what this means. Perhaps to Christians it's obvious, but I'm going to tell you what I think it means.
Phoenixes can only be reborn from the ashes. Jesus could only be resurrected after his crucifixion. Good can only come after bad.
Maybe this is true. I hope it's true. I hope this for the family who is grieving the second loss of a child. I hope this for the family whose ailing daughter received a kidney from a father who, as a result of the complications, is now hospitalized with brain damage and kidney problems. I hope this for my family.
I have to believe that these people are not simply going to suffer tragedy after tragedy. I have to believe that we can rise from the ashes. I've seen it done before, and I know it can happen again. It's our turn, now.
Do you hear me, God? It's our turn.