Easter

Easter seems to sneak up on me each year. It is not like Christmas. We plan and prepare and negotiate our calendars to make Christmas happen. But not Easter. Easter just kind of happens.

I guess if we were to think about it too much, I don't know if we would want to celebrate? Yes, Jesus is alive, risen from the dead, ONLY because He had to die. And what a death, a horrible death it was. In order for me to really celebrate Easter I have to wrestle with my own sins. My own guilt. I don't like that.

In fact I hate guilt motivation. I don't believe in it. It works, for a season. A short season. But the reality is I AM GUILTY and Jesus was NOT.

You see I would much rather focus on how the resurrection, the new life, the love that Jesus has for me so that I can live eternally with him.

But you can't get to the resurrection with the cross.

So we live this Easter between two worlds. In that tension, we find hope, we find life.