What a day!
Aside from the eggs and the chocolate and the new dresses (does anybody do that anymore?) the phrase drums thru my being over and over:
HE IS RISEN!
And if you were a 1st century Christian, you would answer me, "HE IS RISEN, INDEED!"
Because it's true. Just think about that: He is risen, in deed. In deed. The deed is done. Someone Who laid for 72 hours without a heartbeat, still and cold and ripped to shreds, wound about with approximately 100 pounds of spices and linen, rose in a body that had been reCreated, able to rise straight through the pounds of spice and linen without disturbing a molecule of them. He had fallen into the ground a seed, and arose into something we can't even fathom: a resurrection Body. The same kind we will one day have!
And His followers - who for 3 days had hidden together, afraid that they were next, bewildered and sick at heart, saying over and over to themselves, "how could this HAPPEN!!??", feeling a grief so deep it defied words - to them it was too good to be true. Befuddled, stunned, as the women kept telling them they'd seen Him, He was alive! ALIVE! They'd talked to Him. It was truly Him.
And their stunned broken hearts struggled to believe.
Then, finally, He slipped thru the closed, locked, barred doors as easily as He'd slipped thru the grave clothes, and "stood suddenly in their midst."
The room that had seconds before been filled with talk and wondering and asking each other if the Pharisees had put out arrest warrants on them and then - Poof!-
He was there.
He had to talk to them, gently, to His frightened children, gently "y'got anything to eat? Drink? I'm not a ghost guys," (my translation)
And in my mind's eye I hear His teasing tone, see them begin to relax, begin to see the truth of Who is before them, see the wonder and awe beginning to sink in.
And He shows them how He told them ahead of time it would happen. He promised He wouldn't leave them as orphans, promised them the Holy Spirit to come, promised them He would see them in Galilee and then -Poof!- He was gone the same way He'd come.
And they were left staring at one another, mumbling "It's true! It's all true!" over and over. "He was really here! It really was Jesus! It really truly was!"
And their eyes were filled with tears, and their throats clogged with joy, and their hearts overflowing...
HE IS RISEN!!!
How the words thundered in their hearts, how they shouted it to one another, clapping each other on their shoulders, laughing with the joy of it, crying with the truth of it, wonder filling their souls.
And so I say to you, my brother, my sister, with tears in my eyes, and joy clogging my throat, laughing with the joy of it, crying with the truth of it, my heart filled with wonder:
"It's true! It's all true! HE IS RISEN! HE IS RISEN AS HE SAID!"
Happy, Happy Easter!