A Reflection for the Easter Season
I am an Easter Sunday person
living in a Saturday world.
The resurrection is still a hope for tomorrow.
Today the tombs are still full.
Today the world is still dark,
aching for the dawn.
my death is still a brutal reality.
With the disciples,
I still grapple with weakness and uncertainty.
I deeply grieve the seeming loss of one
inexpressibly precious to me.
I still mourn my shameful failures.
I mourn my inconsistency.
I mourn the dimness of
The truth is so vast and glorious,
yet I am so small and cold.
I am a follower of Jesus Christ
yet so very unlike Him.
in the grip of all this Saturday darkness,
the debt for all my wickedness
is completely, forever paid.
Today Almighty God intimately shares with me His own Holy Spirit
every time I ask and trust.
Today I am His –
Today my life is hid with Christ in God.
Today my future is secure.
Today my eternal life in Him
has already begun and
will never end.
So today, throughout this long Saturday,
I will rejoice in the resurrection
as one who already sees the light peak above the horizon.
Thanks be to God!
Thanks be to You, my God,
for Your unspeakable Gift!