More Than Today

I’m celebrating Easter each Sunday. No one can stop me. Easter is a celebration of the resurrection of Jesus. The first disciples of Jesus remembered the resurrection on the first day of the week, each week. That is because the first day of the week was the day that Jesus came back from death. Since then, we worship on Sunday because every Sunday is Easter, the celebration of Jesus come back to life. Many today think Easter is about bunnies and Easter Egg hunts (which I like) and maybe even lots of chocolate (which I really like). Ham dinners for some of us, which is kind of funny since Jesus was Jewish, and family gatherings. All of these things are fine. Good traditions along with others that you might have in particular. But Easter is not about that. Easter is about the fact that there was death. Sobbing and crying all around and bitter wailing. A long wait of despair with disciples sequestered inside, self-quarantining for their own safety. Hope seemed gone

The pandemic is real. Just because we shouldn't go overboard and be completely fearful doesn't make it less real. Usually, I don't get to save a life or help someone's health. When I do it is usually more immediate. But just because being smart now and being more healthful won't bring results I can see now or perhaps ever, doesn't mean I shouldn't do what I can now and in the future. The life you and I improve may be the life of a nurse or doctor who isn't overwhelmed this su mmer at a hospital by people who are very ill. We may save the life of a stranger and we'll never know it. I for one would rather be cautious and potentially not only save a life but also the pain of the many who won't die but will get very sick. So don't panic. Trust in God. Jesus healed because people were sick, for real. Pray for people. If it doesn't get as bad as it might that's a good thing, not a cause for derision. Please be safe my frien