Easter morning is always filled with an air of expectancy. The sun’s first rays bring life to limestone walls covered in a riotous tumble of crimson bougainvillea.
At the command of his heavenly Father, the Son of Man bursts forth from the grave, fully alive. He steps into the garden, vibrant, illuminated with the brilliance of God himself, victorious!
The world changed forever in that instant. Man no longer doomed to die, but offered a joyous eternity with his Creator who expressed His love in the most unbelievable way.
The darkness of separation now fled in the light of this glorious new morning, Jesus fulfills his promise to show us the way. The only response is to follow…
As evening falls, catch a glimpse of him on that road to Emmaus, falling in step with two believers. Unrecognized, even as he explained the Scriptures, leading them through every prophecy and psalm that foretold his coming. I too have walked that dusty road, plucked ripe figs from overhanging branches, heard birds singing in the trees. Touched the ancient stones in this long-forgotten village. Entreated to stay, he breaks bread at their meal, and in that moment they see him!
Broken bread, poured out wine – his life given so that we might step with him now into that new day. Irresistible love calling us forth…
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