This week starts with classes and ends with lilies, pure and holy sign of the Son of God is innocent. Let no mournful sign of crucifixion comes between the day and purpose, between the acceptance of truth and expression. This week we celebrate life, not death. And we honor the perfect purity of the Son of God, not their sins. Make him your brother the gift of lilies, not a crown of thorns, the gift of love, not the "gift" of fear. You are at your side, with bones in one hand and lilies in the other, uncertain as to what you'll give. Join me now, get rid of the thorns and, instead, offer lilies. I want this Easter is the gift of your forgiveness, that you grant me and I will return it. We can not join in the crucifixion and death. Nor can the resurrection consummated until your forgiveness rests on Christ, along with mine.
. A week is a short time, however, Easter symbolizes the day when the Son God undertook. He began with the sign of victory, the promise of the resurrection, which had already been granted. Do not let it fall into the temptation of crucifixion is delayed or there. Help them to move forward in peace beyond it, with the light of his own innocence, lighting the path to redemption and liberation. Do not obstruct the passage of nails and thorns when redemption is so close. Leaves, however, that the whiteness of your shining gift of lilies hasten it on its way to the resurrection.
. Easter is the celebration of the cost of sin, but the celebration of the end. If to look through the snowy petals of the lilies you have received and given as your gift glimpse behind the veil the face of Christ, you are contemplating the face of your brother and recognizing. I was a stranger and you welcomed me, even though you did not know who he was. But you'll know because of your gift of lilies. In forgiveness you grant him the outsider, although a stranger to you is your friend ancestral residence and release your redemption with him. The Easter season is a season of joy, not grief. Contemplate your friend and celebrate his holiness raised with me. Well, Easter is the season of your salvation, along with mine. (ACIM)
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