by William Wordsworth
...I have felt
A presence that disturbs me with the joy
Of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime
Of something far more deeply interfused,
Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns,
And the round ocean, and the living air,
And the blue sky, and in the mind of man,
A motion and a spirit, that impels
All thinking things, all objects of all thought,
And rolls through all things. Therefore am I still
A lover of the meadows and the woods,
And mountains; and of all that we behold
From this green earth; of all the mighty world...
It is past Easter but can such a thing as Resurrection pass? I think it can not. It must hold us in its solitary wonder, amazed. Not as those who merely look into the empty tomb but as followers who have entered on soft feet, breath held, to come out again with dancing and a congratulatory shout.
This is a moment when the Earth yielded, Death tapped out and the One in whom all things have their being came back to us with new life brimming over into all the mighty world.
How is such a One, such and event, confined to any one day or season? The Easter blessing has broken free of our liturgical calender. Bright Easter's life has reclaimed our dead-land and planted in vast wastelands, hope. Has given us eyes to see the Spirit whose dwelling is the light of setting suns, And the round ocean, and the living air...and us!
Christ occupies the minutes of our lives and infuses them with His own life and goodness. His own obedience and glory. His purpose. His ways. His Spring. If Resurrection is holding us then let us hold fast to it as well through all the death producing, downcast, troubling moments and seasons. Let the promise of a second Spring disturb our hopeless thoughts and incite them to riotous joy! He lives! He lives!
Resurrection is not a day. Resurrection is a person. Resurrection is Jesus and Jesus is ours. The living, breathing, intercessing Son of God is ours. In the piercing light of His love and grace there are no unyielding stones and every moment is that unparalleled Third Day.
The sun will not set on such a day.
Its power-ability to transform our lives will not abate.
His mighty heart is in all things.
It is time to come out dancing!
I will see you again and you will rejoice, and no one will take away your joy. John 16:22
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I was just recounting the celebrations of last weekend to someone earlier this evening, and now I read this. A week is not long enough (Passion Week). A day is CERTAINLY not long enough. An earth-lifetime is not long enough! How can we "move on" from the ONE THING that is the ONLY THING that really matters?! Jesus died (for us!) and is alive again (so we can live forever, and free!)! I will spend my whole life celebrating this above all! Thank you for this post! I wanted more celebration of His resurrection, and I found it here tonight.
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