03/27/2016
Easter morning. A day of Easter baskets and hunting for Easter eggs, having some good food and perhaps wearing some new spring clothes. I know that for many people the real story of Easter - Christ risen - seems more like a fable, a quaint anecdote pulled from the Bible. It is more like the story of Santa Clause than anything else.
This is where faith comes in. This is where we ask ourselves what really matters. What do we really believe? Do we believe in God? Do we believe that the Bible is God's book, and that it is a true book? If so, then it follows that we believe that Jesus is who he said he was and did what he came to do. And what he came to do was to save us and bridge the gap back to God.
I know it sounds like a myth. Like a "long, long ago" story. But what is "long ago" to God?
Easter is a time to consider the real story, and to ask ourselves if we are willing to accept and believe that story in faith, and to allow the story to change our lives. Because the simple fact is that the story of Christ Risen is, in fact, the greatest story of all, and mankind has been forever changed because of it. The choice to believe it or think of it as a myth is ours to make.
As for me, I have chosen to believe. I have not made this choice out of ignorance or because my parents believed it. I have put this choice under examination. And after 55 years on the planet, I have no doubt that the Easter story is real, and that Christ is Risen, and that God is in control.
Happy Easter everyone. God Bless.