There are a few things that this time of year always makes me think of.
The flowers remind me of South Korea and the beautiful cherry blossoms that blanketed my city in the spring.
The fresh strawberries make me nostalgic for the day trips we used to make to self-pick strawberries in my elementary and middle school days.
And the coming of Easter always makes me think with anticipation of my family’s traditional celebration of Passover.
Traditionally, Passover is a Jewish holiday. It is celebrated every year in the spring to remember when God saved the Israelites from slavery under the Egyptian people. There is a very set order of service – every year certain foods are eaten, certain questions are asked, and certain rituals are observed to remember how much God cared for His people.
Since my family is not Jewish, we’ve made a few adjustments, but the heart of the celebration remains the same.
I love celebrating Passover because it reminds me that we’re here for something greater than ourselves.
Regardless of the religion that you associate with, I think that great comfort and purpose can be found in remembering that we have a higher purpose than simply existing and then dying.
Celebrating Passover is an annual reset for me. It reminds me of the beauty of life, to be grateful for the things that have been given to me. At the end of the day, everything has been given to us. Even if you earned something by hard work or smart business decisions, your work ethic or intelligence were given to you. You did nothing to earn them.
We have so much to be grateful for, and yet we take so very much of it for granted.
Here’s a question for you. What if tomorrow you only were given the things that you expressed gratitude for today? What would you have left?
For myself, it’s super convicting to think about that. I have so many things that I use and need every day – my health, my home, my car, my phone, my computer, my credit card, even simple things like my clothes or medicine. Yet so often, I take them all for granted. On an average day, I doubt I would think to express gratitude for even one or two of the things in that list.
As I prepare to celebrate Passover next week, I’m working on correcting my gratitude sensor early, on noticing and appreciating the things I’ve been given even before my annual reset. Will you join me?