Growing up, Easter wasn’t anything special, with not knowing Christ yet the Easter bunny was alive and well. I loved candy, yes, but I didn’t love candy enough to get up and go walk around to get it. I especially didn’t like that when I got old enough the Easter bunny magically transformed into my responsibility for my cousins. The night before, stuffing eggs was a pain, maybe me having an innate hate for Easter being celebrated the wrong way for my whole childhood was the reason why I’m so in love with the real reason why it’s celebrated today.
Imagine for just a second the feeling of distraught, terror and confusing sadness when the Savior, YOUR Savior died and was buried. You traveled with Him for three years seeing nothing but kindness, life-changing and heart transforming ministry. Not even going into the thought of personally witnessing the miracles that Jesus performed. Just imagine your whole world changing, your eyes being open to what real truth and real love is. Then BOOM He dies. How are you supposed to go back to living a regular life after that? How does the Apostle Peter just go back to fishing like nothing happened? Then quickly imagine three days later it all changing, AGAIN! The feeling of distraught turns into confusing happiness, like “Am I dreaming, or is that really the Messiah that I’m seeing?” Blah, what an emotional rollercoaster! What a way to turn the ultimate chaos of death to ultimate happiness and joy. Keep thinking about what that must’ve felt like and I’m sure the power of the resurrection will be that much more special if you really try to relive what the people that Jesus taught went through during those three very intense days.
Long story short, without it, I am nothing. Without it, my purpose is confusing. Without it, my passion is taken away. Without it, my heart is swallowed up. Without it, I am not a redeemed man. Without Easter, the whole reason I’m breathing would be a complete waste of time. The resurrection of Jesus Christ is the sole reason, event and purpose of why I’m waking up and doing the things I’m doing every day. So I’d say Easter might be the most glorified day of the whole year. But to most….candy and colorful eggs are the only things that come to mind. Oh yeah, a huge bunny too.