My friend, may I ask you a question? What is the story of Easter? Is it the story of the one who was transformed; who in his death became life? Did it change the hearts and lives of his disciples and followers on the Easter morning so long ago? How has it changed you and I?
Life’s a story, welcome to This Passing Day. I'm Mark Brunner.
Years ago I worked at a summer camp as a dishwasher. My best friend Marcus worked with me washing dishes and bussing tables. We were pretty much inseparable from June through August. During our lunch hours we took our break in the game room as it was a good place to eat lunch and also play table tennis. Marcus was an expert player; although we were the best of friends, he became a different person when on the other side of that table tennis net. "All bets are off when he picked up a paddle. Marcus was transformed into a competitive and aggressive opponent whose goal was to defeat me, not befriend me. In a sense, the Marcus I knew working wasn't the Marcus I knew playing the game. As summer went on, I became accustomed to working with the two Marcus's; the one during the course of the day's work and the other whenever we were locked into competition. Both looked the same; but neither reflected the other in character.
Easter is also the story of the one who was transformed; who in his death became life.The story of Jesus was changed in the hearts and lives of his disciples and followers on the Easter morning so long ago. What had been was no more, and now, all bets are off.
Here's an Easter story: When the women came to visit he tomb of their friend and teacher, the crucified one, early on the morn of a new week, their expectation was that they would see the man that they had loved so dearly the past three years. They were expecting to see his body, the hands and arms that had reached out to them; the face that had smiled upon them. They expected to see Jesus of Nazareth, their teacher and friend. Instead, they found a strange man sitting on the rolled stone. There was no body, no Jesus, no teacher and friend. The whole situation didn't fit their understanding of what should have been. Somehow, everything had changed. The angel's words were stunning. "He isn't here; he has risen, just as he said." The Teacher arisen? Suddenly the image of Jesus had been transformed. Who had been their teacher, flesh and blood, was no longer the same man. In fact, he was no mere man at all! Jesus, the teacher who was dead, is Jesus, the risen one! Suddenly, as the women raced to tell the disciples, they knew that now, "all bets are off!"
Something had happened to change everything and somehow they knew it would never be the same.
Jesus is alive and well and, indeed, all bets are off! What had been is no longer; what we knew is no more. He is perfect- ly transformed; He has become the "NOT HERE" Christ, the one who is not dead but alive. And, my friend, because we share in that resurrection, we share in that condition. Did you know, you are "NOT HERE" either? We are no longer of this world but merely in it. Heaven, where He reigns, is now our true home as well. Hallelujah! Christ is arisen. He is arisen indeed!
We pray. Heavenly Father, Thank You that You make all things new. Thank You for the victory and power in Your Name. Thank You that You hold the keys over death, that by Your might, Jesus was raised from the grave, paving the way for us to have new life with You. Thank You that You had plan, that You made a way. We confess our need for You…fresh…new…again. We ask that You renew our hearts, minds, and lives, for the days ahead. We pray for your refreshing over us. Keep your words of truth planted firm within us, help us to keep focused on what is pure and right, In Jesus name we pray. Amen!
Therefore my friend, do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry for itself; each day has enough trouble of its own. (Matt 6:34) This Passing Day. May this passing day honor our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ and be a blessing to you and everyone you meet. Find a stranger and say hello. Don't let another day pass without your day blessing someone else.
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