A Note from Intern Nicole
Christ is risen! He is risen indeed! Alleluia!
But how hard is it to hear or say those words. We proclaim that death does not get the final word, but we cannot deny that death does get plenty of words, and often very loud words. The stories we hear during the season of Easter are of shock. The women at the tomb are shocked; the disciples are shocked; those Jesus walked with to Emmaus were shocked; infamous Doubting Thomas was shocked. Growing up, I found myself surprised and confused by the confusion of the people in these stories. Didn’t they know? We decorate the church and sing happy songs; what do you mean they didn’t understand that Easter is when Jesus is raised?
As I’ve had more time to think about it, though, I find myself sympathizing more and more with these earliest witnesses to the resurrection. Resurrection seems too good to be true. And even if Jesus is resurrected, it’s hard to see that hope in the midst of daily tragedies reported on the news, broken hearts, and shattered dreams. Oftentimes, I find that the season of Lent is easier for me than the season of Easter; lament feels more natural than praise.
But yet, our church season recognizes that as hard as it can be to see, the hope of the resurrection really is what our faith hinges upon. We have forty days of lamenting and preparing for Holy Week, and then we take fifty days to celebrate, to praise. And importantly, we take the time to offer that praise even as we are in the midst of the pain.
We offer praise to God in thanksgiving, surely, but we also offer praise to God in trust. In trust that God is moving in ways that we cannot comprehend. In trust that God keeps God’s promises. In trust that God is faithful.
And so, over these fifty days, let us proclaim: Alleluia! Christ is risen. He is risen indeed. Alleluia!