Reflections on Easter
by Bonnie Roerdink
Who would have thought, even two months ago, that the doors of the churches would be closed during what is typically known as Holy Week. The week in which anyone who considers themselves to be a Christian gives extra attention to the events that took place in the life of Jesus Christ.
We may take the time this week to read through the biblical accounts and ponder what all this means for us today; in light of the modern times in which we live. And rightly so.
The churches would have been busily preparing for Easter Sunday and the celebration of the resurrection of our Lord. Perhaps volunteers would be shopping for all the food stuffs needed for a sunrise breakfast and others would be decorating the church and still others would be rehearsing special music.
Folks who ordinarily don’t attend church, often will make an exception for Good Friday and Easter Sunday.
Then there’s the shopping. A new outfit, a pair of shoes or a spring handbag. So much detail goes into preparing for Easter. It is, after all, one of the most important days on the Christian calendar.
What if, just suppose, that God was desiring that we lay aside the busyness, the fanfare, and the preparations that are so typical of this season. What if He was looking for a people who do not need special days to commemorate His death, burial and resurrection. A people who understand that the events that took place more than 2,000 years ago are the reason that they live and move and have their being. (Acts 17:28)
For true believers, the death, burial and resurrection of Jesus Christ has transformed our lives. Our lives are no longer our own. We were bought at a great price. (1Corinthians 6:19-20)
Good Friday and Easter will come and it will go. The candy will be gone, the eggs eaten and the decorations all put away. But the events that altered human history and changed the course of many souls will live on for eternity.
We move ahead, holding in our hearts the fateful days of our Lord’s passion and all that He accomplished for us And maybe, just maybe, this will become our passion too.