28 Mar Easter
It’s come and gone again, but in some moments I’m still celebrating. Today, for instance, as I listened to Casting Crowns singing “East to West”. Unfortunately, on Sunday I was at the worst point of a terrible cold, and keeping Camilla quiet in church was no fun, so my celebration happened the night before as I was going to sleep at almost Midnight. I realized with a rare newness the reality of the Resurrection. Sometimes I focus more on the sacrifice, which is amazing and precious in itself. But He didn’t stop there! As I went to sleep Saturday night I remembered a snippet of the Caedmon’s Call song “Valleys Fill First”:
And it’s like that long Saturday between your death and the rising day
When no one wrote a word, wondered is this the end
Suddenly it hit me what it must have meant to the disciples. Their savior was dead. It looked like Satan had won. And I felt like a kid at Christmas, because it was almost dawn and the tomb would be empty! There’s so much more to say, but that says it all. The tomb was empty. Satan did not, will not, win.
A parent must respect the spiritual person of his child, and approach it with
reverence, for that too looks the Father in the face and has an audience with
Him into which no earthly parent can enter even if he dared to desire it.