In the same way this blog content will transition between the topics of service and growth, the Easter holiday marks the death of winter’s grip. More daylight and warmer temperatures break the earth out of the snowy grave and into the brilliant dawn of springtime.
What is Easter if not a picture of that very thing?
In fact, the original Easter Sunday broke death’s ultimate hold on humanity. Jesus snapped the chains that separated souls from eternity with God and opened the way to the everlasting paradise of Heaven.
A farmer knows a seed falls into the ground and dies before a new plant will grow.
It doesn’t take much imagination to see death all around during the winter months. Trees shed their leaves. The barren branches look like skeletons.
Grass turns brown. Nothing offers color along the hibernating ground. Sure, the pine trees look green, but even they have a bed of brown needles surrounding their trunks.
Jesus died. His death paves the way for eternal life. Every person who repents of their sin and seeks salvation can benefit from this life-giving death.
In my backyard, I planted a row of bulbs along the edge of the flower bed nearest my kitchen window. I know winter is ebbing away when I see those green shoots.
A few days later, purple crocuses salute my color-starved eyes. Death didn’t win. Those flowers rose again – from the same bulbs I planted over a decade before.
Imagine the hopelessness experienced in the soul-winter of Jesus Christ’s followers after he was crucified by the Romans. This was the promised king. Now he was dead.
Spring is a constant reminder of this most important of resurrections. Enjoy those flowers and singing birds, but never forget the greatest hope is offered at the empty tomb.
Hope Springs Eternal
“If in this life only we have hope in Christ, we are of all men most miserable” (I Corinthians 15:19).
Because of the empty tomb, our hope is embedded in eternity. The everlasting Son of God faced death to pay the penalty of sin that we owed.
Death couldn’t hold him. The very one who breathed life into Adam’s nostrils scorned the grave on that Sunday morning two thousand years ago.
Our hope in Christ is even stronger than the hope we feel when we see those green shoots peeping up from the dead earth. Spring always follows winter. We know it and we depend on it.
Eternal life follows death when our faith rests in the conqueror of death – Jesus Christ.
My prayer is that your hope springs eternal this year as we celebrate Easter – and the living Son of God.