Matthew 28:1-7 King James Version (KJV)
28 In the end of the sabbath, as it began to dawn toward the first day of the week, came Mary Magdalene and the other Mary to see the sepulchre.
2 And, behold, there was a great earthquake: for the angel of the Lord descended from heaven, and came and rolled back the stone from the door, and sat upon it.
3 His countenance was like lightning, and his raiment white as snow:
4 And for fear of him the keepers did shake, and became as dead men.
5 And the angel answered and said unto the women, Fear not ye: for I know that ye seek Jesus, which was crucified.
6 He is not here: for he is risen, as he said. Come, see the place where the Lord lay.
7 And go quickly, and tell his disciples that he is risen from the dead; and, behold, he goeth before you into Galilee; there shall ye see him: lo, I have told you.
I love it when this time of year comes around. It’s such a glorious moment to remember that our God wrapped Himself in flesh and came to dwell among human kind. He did it all with the purpose of reaching us and giving us salvation. I love Easter when we can celebrate while remembering what He did for us. I love knowing that when He arose from the grave, He also resurrected us from sin so that we could seek after Him, and receive salvation.
Sadly, the world sometimes looks at Easter week differently then we do. Here in Honduras, Easter week is called “Holy Week”. You would think that the celebrations would honor God (at least a little bit), but unfortunately they don’t. Semana Santa (Holy Week) is filled of people spending all day (and sometimes all night) at rivers and beaches drinking and partying, and doing all kinds of things that are abominable to God.
The death rate during Semana Santa makes my heart hurt. So many people drown, are shot, or are in car wrecks during the week, and the main reason is drunkenness. It is sad to see. I believe that this year, there were an estimated total of 70 deaths.
The whole week, traffic is a nightmare to get to or from town takes up to an hour or 2, and so we normally stay home. We buy groceries before so we won’t have to go back in until the end of the week. We cancel midweek service, and Children’s Church, as well.
At the end of the week, the Catholics reenact Jesus’ crucifixion, and His death. They have a long parade and have “Roman” soldiers beat the man dressed as Jesus. They make such a huge deal about Jesus’ death, but on Sunday morning, they don’t do anything to celebrate the resurrection.
That’s the glory of the whole point of Easter: the resurrection, and the fact that our God is living! It’s such a comfort to know that I don’t serve a God who’s dead, but a God who’s very much alive! It saddens my heart every year to see all the people who are lost, and who are so confused about God. It makes me desire even more to reach out to those who are mixed-up about it and share the good news. That Jesus is a living God, and that because of His resurrection, we are able to have life and a life free from sin and condemnation.
I know this post is a little late, but I hope you all stopped a minute to remember the reason that we celebrate Easter. He died to save a desperate world, and we ought to share the good news. He is not here, but He is risen just like He said. Go and share the good news!
Happy Easter, y’all!