Course in Miracles
20 - Promise of the Resurrection
This is Palm
Sunday, the celebration of victory and the acceptance of the truth.
Let us not spend this holy week brooding on the crucifixion of God’s
Son, but happily in the celebration of his release, for Easter is
the sign of peace, not pain.
A slain Christ
has no meaning. But
a risen Christ becomes the symbol of the Son of God’s forgiveness
on himself; the sign he looks upon himself as healed and whole.
begins with palms and ends with lilies, the white and holy sign
the Son of God is innocent. Let no dark sign of crucifixion intervene
between the journey and its purpose; between the acceptance of the
truth and its expression. This
week we celebrate life, not death; and we honor the perfect purity
of the Son of God, and not his sins.
other the gift of lilies, not the crown of thorns; the gift of love
and not the “gift” of fear. You stand beside each other,
thorns in one hand and lilies in the other, uncertain which to give.
Join now with me and throw away the thorns, offering the lilies
to replace them. This Easter, I would have the gift of your forgiveness
offered by you to me, and returned by me to you.
be united in crucifixion and in death. Nor can the resurrection
be complete till your forgiveness rests on Christ along with mine.
A week is short, and yet this holy week is the symbol of the whole
journey the Son of God has undertaken. He started with the sign
of victory, the promise of the resurrection, already given him.
Let him not wander into the temptation of crucifixion, and delay
Help him to
go in peace beyond it, with the light of his own innocence lighting
his way to his redemption and release. Hold him not back with thorns
and nails, when his redemption is so near, but let the whiteness
of your shining gift of lilies speed him on his way to resurrection.
If you see
glimpses of the face of Christ behind the veil, looking between
the snow white petals of the lilies you have received and given
as your gift, you will behold each other’s face and recognize
it. I was a stranger and you took me in, not knowing who I was.
Yet for your gift of lilies you will know. In your forgiveness of
this stranger, alien to you and yet your ancient Friend, lie his
release and your redemption with him. The time of Easter
is a time of joy, and not of mourning. Look on your risen Friend,
and celebrate his holiness along with me. For Easter is the time
of your salvation, along with mine.