Finally - boy this Lent has been a difficult one for me. It came early this year, and my disciplines were interrupted due to my Dad's illness, but now that the Lent is past, my mind has turned to Resurrection, this Easter week.
So, during this Easter Week I want to invite the readers to ponder and appropriate the mystery of Resurrection in both its obvious and not so obvious forms. Such as:
What does Resurrection mean to me?
I mean really, how has Jesus' rising again changed me, or has it?
In what ways have I been and am I being overtaken by its reality?
The people of His day knew death FAR more than our overly sanitized culture today. They knew that once a person died, nothing in this world could change that cold, final fact. Then.. Jesus’ Resurrection!
I think it wasn’t so much a doctrine for the early Christians as it was the real experience that brought life and hope to a shattered community. Resurrection changed them forever and universally.
This past Easter Sunday morning as the beams of the rising Sun streamed through the clouds of incense over the beautifully flowered Altar during Mass, I was struck by the glorious sight, and realized this is but a shadow of the Glory those we love but see no longer now behold.
How can I live a Resurrection life?
If nothing else, the Resurrection affirms that God is in control and has the last word. And in Jesus Christ, His Son, God revealed that His first and last Word is love.