Wouldn’t it be nice if Easter was all pretty?
If everything looked exactly perfect?
Like these boys, they are look so sharp. Ties, bright smiles and happy hearts!
But on the original Easter weekend,
everything seemed to go horribly wrong.
The Jews’ Savior was crucified.
And I bet the post-death environment was quite heavy.
But then the impossible happened.
On Sunday morning, Jesus rose again!
He didn’t reveal himself to astute rabbis or Caesar.
He first shows Himself to women
and then to close friends.
Simple, normal, joe-schmo people.
The ones who forget to put shoes on their kids.
The ones who spill food on the floor.
The ones who…you fill in the blank.
Your season of Easter may not have been perfect.
Mine wasn’t.
We actually didn’t do any
(ANY)
Easter crafts or projects or readings.
The day before Easter, we read the somber and most wonderful story from the Bible.
Our family may not match.
We may not wear trendy clothes.
We may not have high-quality photos.
We don’t grasp the full weight of His death and resurrection.
But we do look for the eternal hope.
Clearly our family history is a little unordinary.
But reading the Scriptures leave us with little doubt.
Our treasures are in heaven.
And no matter how messy,
disorganized,
chaotic,
discouraging life is,
we put our trust in hope
in a Savior who rose from the dead
to give us LIFE.
And so we clench that Hope and Life!
Happy Belated Resurrection Day!
