“Why are you looking for the living among the dead?” Dead man walking? Not on that Sunday. The man brutally executed on Friday, laid in the borrowed tomb that evening, was supposed to stay dead. The women came to the tomb wondering how they would move the massive stone. They came to offer Him one last honor. They certainly didn’t expect what they encountered.
Death couldn’t hold Him. The stone wasn’t moved so He could get out; the stone was moved so we could see in. He is not some dead martyr. He is the living Lord. His victory over sin and death and evil was accomplished so that the world He came to save would have hope.
We can live without many things but we cannot live without hope. Easter brings hope, new life, renewal, and a reason to tackle whatever life might put in our path. It isn’t easy, He never promised it would be. He did promise that He would never forsake us, that He would give us sufficient grace to live meaningful lives.
Friday was for mourning. Good Friday … Black Friday.
Sunday is for rejoicing. Glorious Resurrection! Easter Celebration!
He is risen! He is risen indeed!