Every once in a while we hear it movin' around down there waiting to gobble us up. And we know it's there. And we are afraid. We visit it again and again, the place where hope has died. And we are paralyzed too much gazing wistfully or woefully at the past.
Easter is about hope, about being a person of hope.
Easter is about resurrection here and now, about walking out of whatever tomb has been holding you and making a new beginning today, living forward as the Easter people of God. But first, we come with this group of women to an empty tomb, and we stand in the cruel aftermath of our yesterdays, facing an emptiness that waits. On this Easter morning, God, let us rise and rejoice. The stone has been rolled away. We can begin again.