Easter turning it all on its head

It’s Easter Sunday

And Jesus, we celebrate your resurrection again.

But even as we celebrate it it’s hard to understand what it means.

In these days there are so many mixed feelings.

The horror of what they did to you.

Those awful days of sadness and waiting and thinking about it all.

Your broken body, for us.

Forgive us, precious Jesus, for turning our faces away…

And then you turned it all on its head. Today is Easter Sunday and with you death will never have the last word. Tears are transformed to songs of joy!

What does Easter Sunday mean for us?

For our loved ones?

For our world?

We can hardly imagine. And if we did our words would never be enough.

From here we barely glimpse the beginnings of your never ending love

We only see the surface and not the completeness of your forgiveness and your healing.

Here we only taste a hint of your overflowing blessings to us.

How hard it is for us to imagine the beauty of your risen face, the power and glory of your very being.

We don’t have words for what Easter really means.

We praise you anyway for those ways in which we have begun to understand.

Thank you risen Jesus, that you have conquered, that your love will always be the last word and that you are always near. 

Amen