“He is risen!”
The headline of the day is flooding our cyberspace, thoughts, gatherings (although limited during quarantine) and hearts. We, as Christ followers, are celebrating a day that is considered sacred within the eyes of so many. Each man and woman in His body has a certain way of looking at this day, and each heart is in it for their own individual reason.
Today, I’d like to share my personal view of the day in which we celebrate the risen King. It is imperative that all understand that this is my personal view, and that I have no intention of swaying anyone from their own way of going about the appointed day. I’ll think of the following as a journal entry, for it is exactly where my heart is at the current time. Take what you will from it.
A day, just like any other day, is upon us. In this world, so many are placing emphasis upon a religious holiday–and I say religious because it was due to ancient Roman rule that we even have these traditions like Easter in the first place–with a personal reasoning for the celebration. Sadly, I see the idolatry behind it. I see very little Jesus, and more of a malaise within the human condition.
What is the, “human condition?” Well, according to Wikipedia, it is defined as the characteristics and key events that compose the essentials of human existence, including birth, growth, emotion, aspiration, conflict, and mortality. With this, I conclude that the idea of celebrating the resurrection is nothing more than an emotional experience for most. Therefore, I really have no use for an appointed day like this one. I mean, sure, it is very nice to break bread and have time with family, to proclaim forgiveness through the sharing in/of Communion, and it is nice to enjoy the spring weather while doing so. Yet, I have a sense–and I believe it is an extra-sensory, and/or gift from the Lord, Holy Spirit voice–that is directing me to notice the real when it comes to this day:
Emotional experiences are just a part of the creation He provided–our physical; a part of us all.
I, by faith alone, believe that Christ died, was buried and was resurrected. I believe that He washed away all sin by doing so. I believe that He sits at the right hand of the Father, and that He IS. But, I don’t think the emphasis has to be placed upon a day–a sun/earth-based calendar day. “It is finished” meant that all of the old (covenant) had passed, and that Jesus sealed the deal.
Why roll the stone away from the tomb each and every year??
Church, as in the building and service, bible verses, quotes, little bunnies and baskets full of diabetes, too much food and plastic eggs, pretty dresses and tradition…yeah. Just give me the Jesus who changes things within the human condition I am experiencing. Give me a heart that sees each day as a day of His victory, in a heart that fights against the broken pieces of the human experience.