An Easter Reflection

he is risen indeed

Easter is such a fabulous time of celebration for believers, and there's nothing like a good Easter service at church to make you want to jump for joy. It is, hands down, my favorite church service of the entire year. Don't get me wrong, I love the pageantry and drama of Christmas, but the joy and wonder of the resurrection simply can't be topped.

This morning in church, we sang songs of Jesus' life and death, his burial and his resurrection. The place seemed to be vibrating with the glory of our risen Savior. We have so much to celebrate, and believe me, there was some celebration going on.

On Friday, I mentioned that it was in his death that we see Jesus' humanity most fully, but it is in the resurrection that we see his divinity most clearly. Only God could raise himself up from the dead. He is worthy of all honor, glory, and praise, and I pray that you had a chance to worship Him this morning.

As I have spent the weekend reflecting on the events of Easter, these words from Frederick Buechner seem particularly fitting.

"The symbol of Easter is the empty tomb. You can't depict or domesticate emptiness. You can't make it into pageants and string it with lights. It doesn't move people to give presents to each other or sing old songs. It ebbs and flows all around us, the Eastertide. Even the great choruses of Handel's Messiah sound a little like a handful of crickets chirping under the moon.

He rose. A few saw him briefly and talked to him. If it is true, there is nothing left to say. If it is not true, there is nothing left to say. For believers and unbelievers both, life has never been the same again. For some, neither has death. What is left now is the emptiness. There are those who, like Magdalen, will never stop searching it till they find his face."

Frederick Buechner, Whistling in the Dark: A Doubter's Dictionary

May you never stop searching the emptiness.

Until next time, grace and peace.