My Personal Easter

I find myself in a New York state of mind again today. In my vocabulary, that means being in that disposition again where I think anything is possible. There’s a long story behind me labeling this disposition as such, and obviously, it has something to do with my fascination for New York, but that’s a different story altogether which I intend to blog about in the future. Anyway, I was actually freaking out last night because this plan I’ve started is turning out to be more difficult than I thought, so last night I was telling my friend, “What, the hey, maybe I should just go for the easier route.” But my friend, being my number one cheerleader in the world, persuaded me to go on and reminded me that I’ve accomplished more difficult things in my life, so this one should be easy as long as I really set my heart on it. (Thank God for boyfreind's hmmm i mean friend! What would life be without them?) So I started to make more plans to further crystallize my project, and before midnight, everything seemed workable again.

This morning, I was delightfully surprised when I saw that the gospel for today is about Jesus’s third apparition since He resurrected— the one where He told His apostles to cast the net on the other side of the boat and they ended up getting more than what they expected. That was all I needed to get back on track again and to tell myself, this is the side of the boat that God is telling me to cast my net on. This is the point where I should just follow and say what the apostles said when they realized who He was: It is the Lord!

Since we are still in the octave of Easter, I choose to fill my thoughts with things that will remind me of the power of His rising. The tomb may be empty, but His promises are not.

It is the Lord, indeed!