The stone was rolled away and light became a truth-teller.
The Resurrection sustains me.
It's a more than a single event...
It's more than a season or a time period...
It's a sure thing, it's a constant, and it's forever.
Unlike the here and now that can be consuming at times, the resurrection is freedom.
We are reminded of this in the Acts of the Apostles (5:17-26) where the angel of the Lord leads Peter and the apostles out of the darkness and confines of the prison into the morning light and freedom of the temple area.
Though I am not good at being patient with my trials. At. all.
The resurrection serves to remind me that my struggles are not in vain. Without a struggle to roll back the stone, we are tempted to retract, weakened by a door that is too heavy to open. Longing for the light, gives us strength to bear the load.
Resurrecting might take longer than 3 days for most of us. In fact it just might take a lifetime. I'm ok with that, as long as I get there eventually...One Easter at a time.
Though every sun shall spend its fire
And galaxies shall dim to shade,
The Light by whom these lights were made
Shall never flicker, never fade.
In us arise, O Light of lights.
Burn brightly in the caverned heart.
Consume the shade that fear supplies,
And peace and truth instead impart.
Hymn from Magnificat