It's Monday after the Easter weekend. This weekend is a highlight of my year - the extended time to think over the cross and the resurrection with believers who have as much at stake as I do, makes it sweet. It also makes me think back eight years to the Easter Sunday where I was baptized ... showing my union with Christ in his death and resurrection:
"In him also you were
circumcised with a circumcision made without hands, by putting off the
body of the flesh, by the circumcision of Christ, having
been buried with him in baptism, in which you were also raised with him
through faith in the powerful working of God, who raised him from the
- Colossians 2:11-12
It's a beautiful, powerful time of year.
And then it's gone and done. Or is it?
The cross and the resurrection need to shape every minute of every day of our year. And not in any way less than we celebrate at Easter. Our worship should be just as potent as it was this past weekend in the middle of November. The cross is our reason for being, it's the only place we can start at, and we're going to finish gathered around Christ' wounds, celebrating it all together.
Let's not get past it - move on to other elements of the faith. It is our faith. It is never irrelevant to the conversation. This is where we live and move.
"For I delivered to you as of first importance what I also received: that
Christ died for our sins in accordance with the Scriptures, that he was buried, that he was raised on the third day in accordance with the Scriptures," (bold mine)
- 1 Corinthians 15:3,4