It's been a hard week. A very hard week. So, as I look forward to preparing my heart for Easter, I am pondering the wonder of the Resurrection. I want to soak in it, live in its beauty not only on April 16th, but everyday. Today. Especially today.
Here's a short excerpt from Wrestling with Wonder that is speaking to my soul. Perhaps it will speak to yours as well:
In the silence of a tomb, Jesus comes to life. In the midst of darkness and despair, when hope is dead and buried, glory explodes into our world. Death is defeated, hope reborn.
The stone is rolled away to reveal a wonder greater, deeper, more wondrous than anyone could have imagined.
And nothing will ever be the same again.
Death itself is transformed.
My heart catches at the thought. Could it be? Could it really be true? Because if it is, then every single hard and horrible thing in my life can also be transformed for his glory. If it is, nothing is impossible. Not anymore.
A wild hope. A breathtaking beauty.
In the midst of darkness, on a cold slab, in a death-filled tomb ... Jesus lives.
In my dark tombs, when all I know is the cold slab of fear, and I can’t imagine anything good coming from this moment ... but Jesus lives.
Resurrection changes everything.