It was a cool spring morning. Pupils ran into the corridor halfway through their break.
– We found a bird! It’s breathing!
The one who came in first was holding a small bird in his hands. The bird was bruised and stiff with cold, seemingly lifeless, but its heart was beating under its dull-colored feathers.
I took the bird and went into a small storage room to examine it. The children came rushing after me, squeezing in between the crammed shelves. I held the bird between my palms and tried to warm it with my breath.
Suddenly there was a miracle. The bird began to wriggle between my palms. It spread its wings, stretched its throat and sang a charming little song. And an instant later it was dead!
We were speechless, both I and the children. The children’s eyes were full of one big question, and so was my mind. I cried. The bird’s joyful song at the moment of death seemed deeply and touchingly symbolic.
While recently reading the 1948 edition of Catechism, I saw in its words a reflection of this event with the bird: ”Sin effected death in mankind, and death constantly destroys human life. Because of the sinfulness of man, all creation is also subject to a bondage of transitoriness, from which it longs for freedom.”
The time of covid-19 lockdown has been different from any other time: for a lonely person this time has been even lonelier. Yet, online broadcasts have given comfort. The light of God’s word has been shining brightly.
But there have also been heavy doubts. Thoughts of what one has done or has failed to do may have almost drowned one in despair.
Loneliness at those moments has been heart-rending. If only there were someone in my home who would listen to my anxious thoughts. The enemy of souls is often there when I try to grab the phone. It would not let me experience the living and merciful presence of resurrected Christ together with another believer.
I remember a portion of the Ephesians from one sermon kept during the lockdown. Paul writes that the power God manifested in Christ’s resurrection is still effective in believing people. It is certainly not a minor power. There was an earthquake on Easter morning when the angel came down from heaven to roll away the stone that blocked entry into Jesus’ tomb. Isn’t that power enough to carry even the weakest one to the destination?
”Christ Jesus lay in death’s strong bands, for our offences given; but now at God’s right hand He stands and brings us life from heaven.” This Easter hymn, which seems to become dearer and dearer to me every year, has often given me comfort during this devastating time of light and shadow.
Translation: Sirkka-Liisa Leinonen
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Ihmisten kohdatessa ensimmäistä kertaa tehdään havaintoja. Huomio saattaa kiinnittyä ulkoisiin seikkoihin tai vaikkapa puhetapaan. Tämä ei kerro paljoa vieraan ihmisen persoonasta tai elämästä. Vasta keskustelut auttavat tutustumaan syvemmin.
Kirjoittajat eri puolilta maailmaa kertovat siitä, kuinka Jumala on johdattanut heidät valtakuntaansa. Kertomuksia yhdistää kokemus kotiinpaluusta, Raamatun mukaisen uskon löytymisestä ja uskovaisten välisestä rakkaudesta.
Kuuden edesmenneen puhujan elämänvaiheet piirtävät kuvaa uskosta ja elämästä menneinä vuosikymmeninä. Heidän kokemuksensa myös syventävät kristillisyyttä koetelleiden hajaannusten historiaa.
Eeva Kontiokarin runoissa tarkastellaan ikääntymistä lempeällä huumorilla ja elämänkokemuksen tuomalla viisaudella.
Äänite vie Muhoksen Suviseurojen valmisteluihin liittyneeseen yhteislaulutapahtumaan Oulun tuomiokirkkoon.