Easter Sunday: Always Beginning

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[Image from here.]

From Mark:

When the sabbath was over, Mary Magdalene, and Mary the mother of James, and Salome bought spices, so that they might go and anoint him. And very early on the first day of the week, when the sun had risen, they went to the tomb. They had been saying to one another, “Who will roll away the stone for us from the entrance to the tomb?” When they looked up, they saw that the stone, which was very large, had already been rolled back. As they entered the tomb, they saw a young man, dressed in a white robe, sitting on the right side; and they were alarmed. But he said to them, “Do not be alarmed; you are looking for Jesus of Nazareth, who was crucified. He has been raised; he is not here. Look, there is the place they laid him. But go, tell his disciples and Peter that he is going ahead of you to Galilee; there you will see him, just as he told you.” So they went out and fled from the tomb, for terror and amazement had seized them; and they said nothing to anyone, for they were afraid.


I constantly need the reminder that the empty tomb, the frightened and despairing women, and the awkward, dangling ending means that there is more to come and this, in fact, is not the end.

Cynthia Campbell on 30 Good Minutes:

But maybe that’s the whole point. Maybe this story has no end, at least not yet. Perhaps this awkward sentence with its preposition at the end is Mark’s way of saying: “This story isn’t over because now it’s your story and mine.” This is something like one of those plays where the audience gets to vote on how the play ends after a break in the action. Only in this case, it’s the audience that gets to live the end.

Thankful for ::
…a gorgeous day.
…happy and healthy children.
…wonderful church service.
…the witness of the Church in many ways.
…good food. And not having to cook or clean for it. And amazing hospitality.
…my bed.

My cup overflows…

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