Spring Break galloped through town last week, and while we did plenty of Easter celebratory things during her visit, we didn’t get to everything on my list.
I bought all the grocery fixings for a genuine Passover meal, but it didn’t happen.
I double checked we had all the supplies for dying Easter eggs, but that didn’t happen, either.
I’m slowly learning to lower my holiday expectations, so I’m not too concerned with what I didn’t get done before Easter. It doesn’t matter if the kids and I dyed eggs or participated in every egg hunt, if we wore sparkly new Easter duds or made our bird nests.
What matters before Easter is that we remember and reflect and retell the Easter story.
What matters after Easter is that we live like we believe the Easter story is true. And this is the part I forget.
We can sit in Easter Sunday church full of gratefulness for the gospel and then find ourselves slammed into a Monday and Tuesday full of strife, condemnation, and hurts. No doubt, all of us sit squarely in the middle of mucky circumstances. Sometimes we jumped into the puddle ourselves, sometimes others push us. Voices out loud and in our heads say ugly things.
But we aren’t just saved from sin and for heaven. We are saved for battles won here on this earth, too.
“The resurrection declares in advance of the event God’s total victory over all evil and oppressive forces – such as death, evil and sin. Their backbone has been broken, and we may begin to live now in the light of that victory…”
~ Alister E. McGrath
We shakily stand up bruised and dirty, knowing we might find ourselves knee-deep in the mud again. We look to God who is not only our hope of heaven, but also our Healer and Helper with an outstretched hand right now.
Today, may you experience Christ knowing you have the same power that rolls stones and raises dead with you and in you.
May you stop doubting and believe, living now in the light of that victory, which is the only Easter activity that matters.