It’s etched in my planner, fellowship intentionally set aside. Even though it frequently requires rising very early, it’s alway worth it. And this Monday after Easter is my favorite, the New Year’s Day of my faith journey.
I refuse to let go of the joy felt on Resurrection Sunday; I need to carry it forward. Not as a party as is the tradition of the Eastern Church, but as a day of quiet reflection and gratitude.
A Psalm 126:3 day…The LORD has done great things for [me], and [I am] filled with joy.
Things I ponder this day after:
The cost, yes, always the great cost of tetelestai, the life-changing “paid in full” work of the Cross.
The Victory of the empty tomb, full of hope, assurance, future.
What does it look like to be an Easter people?
And where is Jesus calling this Easter Person to go?
Lord, help us remember all You have done for us for more than a mere 24 hour period and mold us into a beautiful reflection of your Light. Make us 365 Easter People!
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