Honor your father and your mother. What does this mean? We should fear and love God so that we do not despise or anger our parents and other authorities, but honor them, serve and obey them, love and cherish them. (The Small Catechism: The Fourth Commandment)
He is risen indeed! Alleluia! In the Name + of Jesus. Amen. The people in your life are gifts from God, even those who have authority over you. Yes, your parents are a gift that God chose especially for you, no matter how strange they are. Your government and your president are gifts from God, no matter how great you think they are or how terrible you think they are. All your teachers are gifts. The policemen, the fireman, the crossing guard are all gifts. Your pastor is a gift, too, no matter how weird or boring or cool you think he is.
God wants you to be taken care of in this life. Sure, He could zap food onto your plate for every meal. That's easy. If He can multiply five loaves of bread and two fish for 5,000 men, plus women and children, He can certainly send you food.
But that's not the Lord's way. He cares for you through other people. He gifts them to you, especially those over you. They give you clothing, they stop people from harming you, they teach you things, they baptize, absolve, and give you Jesus' Body and Blood. God blesses you with them for all these reasons: to care for you--body and soul. But that's not all!
The Lord's way is to not only gift people to you, but you're also gifted to them. You're a gift to all those around you. What joy! Even to those over you! What a gift! You love, honor, respect, and cherish them--to brighten their day, not despise or anger them.
The Lord Jesus gives you such wonderful gifts. He loves you. How could He not give good gifts? He died for you. He rose for you. He gives you the best gifts: His water, Word, Body and Blood. He gives you those around you to care for you, and He gives you to them. He is risen indeed! Alleluia! In the Name + of Jesus. Amen.
This is a sight that gladdens--What peace it doth impart! Now nothing ever saddens The joy within my heart. No gloom shall ever shake, No foe shall ever take The hope which God's own Son In love for me hath won. (Awake, My Heart, with Gladness, LSB 467:3)