Posted by David Warkentin on Monday, March 21, 2016
Waiting for the cherry blossoms has become as symbol for me this spring – a symbol of life and faith that anticipates the beauty but realizes that the dormancy and partial blooming needs attention. Like a cherry tree in spring, life doesn’t skip to being in full bloom. Mending a relationship. Hoping for a better job. Yearning for peace of mind. The full bloom of spring is often furthest from reach. So we wait.
As we enter into Holy Week, I’ve been reflecting on this reality of waiting. First, Palm Sunday has always been a tentative celebration for me. Yes, as Christians, we celebrate our king. But as I’ve said before, our celebration is often misguided and full of confused expectations. If we’re honest, we wait for our expectations to be unfulfilled. Second, the Holy Week narrative, while anticipating new life, has intense waiting and confusion, including both suffering and death. Here the “valley of the shadow of death” is literal. Waiting for Easter is kind of like waiting for the cherry blossoms. To know the true beauty of full bloom, we need to await the process of blooming, this essential, yet not-so-colorful process of waiting.
So, looking towards Easter, we need to accept our waiting. Not without hope; resurrection is coming – the cherry tree will indeed bloom! But in the meantime, as we look at the incomplete cherry blossoms, we wait. And that’s okay. After all, much of life is waiting for the cherry blossoms.