[box] “O God, who makest us glad with the weekly remembrance of the glorious resurrection of they Son our Lord…”
-The Book of Common Prayer, A Collect for Sundays[/box]
Antonio Brilla’s The finding of the empty tomb of Christ
I’ve heard it said that we’re an “Easter People.” But on any given Sunday, is that true? The last time I have chanted He is Risen! was on Easter and then alone.
We tend to point to a cross when we need the empty grave.
Why are we so stuck on Friday? We recount the sin of that day, the hurt, the awful. Friday has its rightful day of the week, the day of mourning and grief.
But it’s Sunday! He took that to the grave and left it there.
We choose to gather on Sunday, the day the women sprinted back to the disciples and revealed that Christ had beat all that we feared. Their burial spices were useless because Jesus left an empty tomb. Life, as we know it, will never be the same.
Today, on Sunday, don’t live in Friday. Live Sunday. Resurrection. Every Sunday.
[box] “In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.”
-Jesus, John 16:33[/box]