Tomorrow is one of my favorite days. Easter. That is the day to celebrate Jesus the Risen Lord of my Life. But I can't help but think about Jesus' friends tonight. They must have been going through the motions on Saturday. After someone they loved so dearly had died, been crucified, and had been buried along with their dreams of a king, they must have been stunned and shocked. They had no idea what tomorrow morning would bring for them.
Sometimes I feel like I am just living my life going through the motions. I go through my routines and get things done, but I live a quiet and regular life. I live like it is Saturday before Easter. Like the body is still in the tomb.
Tonight as I read the story of Jesus' death to my kids, they were sad. But then we kept reading about the women going to the grave of Jesus and finding it empty. When we read that he was risen, my four year old, jumped up and put his arms around my neck in relief and joy over the end of the story. When we hear that the tomb is empty we can rejoice. We can wrap our arms around each other with joy in our hearts because he is no longer there in the grave.
I know what happens on Easter and I need to live like it everyday. I need to rejoice and live my life to the fullest, sharing the story of Jesus with those around me. I need to be bold instead of routine. I need to be jumping up and wrapping my arms around those I know and showing them the love in my life because Jesus is alive.
Thank you God for Easter. Thank you that we have hope and a future with you. Thank you for Jesus.
