As I write this, it is hard to imagine that Easter is so close. The wind is blowing, there are flurries in the air, the ground is rock hard, and it is just plain cold outside. It doesn’t feel like spring and it doesn’t feel like Easter. I’m tired of being cooped up in the house. I want to be outside!
AND YET, did Easter “feel like” Easter for the women at the tomb and the disciples? Certainly not! They were stuck inside too, but not because it was cold and windy, but because it had been a long, hard, sleepless weekend. Their beloved Teacher had been illegally arrested and tried under the cover of darkness. He was crucified and quickly buried. Forced to wait because of the Sabbath and forced to hide for fear of what had just happened, they finally venture out. And what do they find?
“He is not here, He has risen!” (Luke 24:6)
The truth and joy of Easter rings out whether we feel it or not, whether we are ready for it or not. He has risen! Not cold weather, fear, sadness, nor anything else can take that truth from us.
No matter the weather or how you feel,
come and worship our risen Savior.
He is risen, indeed!
~ In Him,