Sunday, April 24, 2011


Early on a Sunday morning something happened. (Michael Harbour)

Mark 16:1-8 (NRSV) When the sabbath was over, Mary Magdalene, and Mary the mother of James, and Salome bought spices, so that they might go and anoint him. 2 And very early on the first day of the week, when the sun had risen, they went to the tomb. 3 They had been saying to one another, “Who will roll away the stone for us from the entrance to the tomb?” 4 When they looked up, they saw that the stone, which was very large, had already been rolled back. 5 As they entered the tomb, they saw a young man, dressed in a white robe, sitting on the right side; and they were alarmed. 6 But he said to them, “Do not be alarmed; you are looking for Jesus of Nazareth, who was crucified. He has been raised; he is not here. Look, there is the place they laid him. 7 But go, tell his disciples and Peter that he is going ahead of you to Galilee; there you will see him, just as he told you.” 8 So they went out and fled from the tomb, for terror and amazement had seized them; and they said nothing to anyone, for they were afraid.

Jesus died.

The grave is not the end. Death does not have the last word.

There is something going on, on the other side of death.

I am not ruined, and there is more.

More life, more adventure, and a great deal more love.

We are free to give our lives away.

Free to live the adventure of life without fear.

Free to remain in the challenge of a difficult circumstance.

Because for those who believe, those who covenant with God, there is more life on the other side of death.

There is more and death does not win! That is why we celebrate.

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