The Christian world just celebrated Easter.
It’s Monday morning. Now what?
Think about it. As a follower of Christ you’ve been through the worst week of your life. Just over a week ago, you saw him ride into Jerusalem to great applause. Only days later he’s arrested, sentenced to die, and taken to the cross.
Friday night to Sunday morning was a time of despair.
Then Sunday, when the women first arrive at the tomb and find his body not there, what to do? Later in the day, Jesus appears among you and utters the words “Peace, be with you.”
More than 2,000 years later, the question for us is, what do we do when it’s Monday morning?
Sure, we typically joke and whine about returning to work on Monday. I do that a lot in fact. My weekends always seem too short, as this this past one with rehearsals, and family, and Easter celebrations.
Not to mention doing my taxes.
All I’m going to say about that is that I’m rendering more than my fair share to Caesar.
I needed more time to ponder this Holy Week. I am, admittedly too busy.
No one’s fault but my own. We’ve had this conversation before.
My show opens on Thursday night (details below). I have two, shorter, acting enagements in April. Then the break. It’s true.
It’s easy to get caught up in all of the rehearsals and the writing projects and the actual day job.
It’s easy to get distracted by all of the nastiness of political season.
It’s easy to think that Monday means all of pain, struggles, and worries that are in front of us.
But maybe what we need to say to ourselves is “Sure, it’s Monday. But do you know what happened yesterday?”
Set all of your preconceived notions about Christianity (and Christians) aside. We’ve goobered up a lot over these past 2,000 years. To my brethren and sistren, it’s time we owned up to that.
None of that changes the fact that yesterday’s story was (and is) about hope, about redemption, and about new beginnings.
What you do with it is up to you.
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