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Through His tears, His scars, His blood, His death,
we live. Every day of the year. Every moment is
because of His sacrifice.
There isn’t a scripture that dictates that Easter be
set aside around Spring time so that everyone has an
excuse for new clothes. There is no mention of eggs
or bunnies or baby chicks.
But there is love. There is family. And there is
reason to celebrate. On this day as much as any other,
we have reason to celebrate the resurrection of our
Culture can debate the rationale behind popular
Regardless of anyone’s conclusion, our
celebration of Christ should revolve around the love
demonstrated by His death and resurrection.
So this Easter, if, to you, love means dyeing eggs
with your children or visiting a bunny at the mall, act
in love and rejoice in the fellowship of your family
Is there logic behind any of it? Probably not.
Was there logic behind the brutality of the cross
and the mystery and miracle of the resurrection?
None that human minds can grasp apart from divine
But His ways are not our ways, nor His thoughts our
From inexplicable love came an incomprehensible
So let’s celebrate.
“Peace be with you.” After He said this, He showed
them His hands and side. The disciples were overjoyed
when they saw the Lord. John 20:19b-20
– Caroline Lusk
Love Beyond Logic
Stand-up comedian Jim Gaffigan has a sketch about
American holiday traditions.
Easter goes something like this:
Oh… the day Jesus rose from the dead. What
should we do?
How ‘bout eggs?
But what does that have to do with Jesus?
Alright—we’ll hide ‘em.
I don’t follow your logic.
Don’t worry. There’s a bunny.
Of course words on a page don’t do justice to his
spot-on delivery. But the words on a page do raise
some good points.
How ‘bout eggs? And bunnies? And new clothes for
Easter Sunday? And the whole family going to church
together for, perhaps, the only time all year long?
Traditions are funny.
They can be fun.
They can be distracting.
And… they could disappear completely.
We would still have a risen Savior. We would still
have a sacrifice. We would still have the lamb.
Because of that… we have hope.
Hope for love, for second chances, for eternity.
Easter is often pastel, soft and cozy.
The crucifixion was none of these things.
It was harsh, painful, ravaging and necessary.
For those of us who believe in Christ’s sacrifice and
have accepted His free gift of life, we carry around a
faith symbolized by death.
And it doesn’t make sense. There is no logic.