Happy Easter! Our Easter Sunday was filled with church going, ham eating, Easter egg hunting, jelly bean eating, and nap taking. It’s so fun to start our own holiday traditions as a little family. It’s also far too easy to get caught up in all of the candy-coated excitement that we forget what Easter is really about.
My friend Brek shared the following talk with me a few years ago, and I’ve loved it and read it whenever I’m having a tough day ever since. Here’s a short clip:
“I think of how dark that Friday was when Christ was lifted up on the cross… I think that of all the days since the beginning of this world’s history, that Friday was the darkest. But the doom of that day did not endure. The despair did not linger because on Sunday, the resurrected Lord burst the bonds of death. He ascended from the grave and appeared gloriously triumphant as the Savior of all mankind. And in an instant the eyes that had been filled with ever-flowing tears dried…
Each of us will have our own Fridays—those days when the universe itself seems shattered and the shards of our world lie littered about us in pieces. We all will experience those broken times when it seems we can never be put together again. We will all have our Fridays. But I testify to you in the name of the One who conquered death—Sunday will come. In the darkness of our sorrow, Sunday will come. No matter our desperation, no matter our grief, Sunday will come. In this life or the next, Sunday will come.”
I’m so grateful for my Savior and His sacrifice, and I love that we get to celebrate what He did for us today. If that celebration includes pastel-colored candy, then I’m okay with that too : )