Is it just me or do those of us in Christian circles spend a lot more time contemplating the celebrations and holidays around Christ's birth than those that remember His death and resurrection? If you belong to a church like mine then chances are you remember His death and resurrection on a regular basis. This varies from church to church. Some do it weekly (which I prefer), some fortnightly, some monthly, perhaps some less regularly, but there is time throughout the year to remember in a physical and meaningful way through the breaking of bread and sharing of the cup what Christ has done for us.
But what specifically do we do at this time of year? At Christmas we labour over whether to have Santa or not, should we have a Christmas tree, and how to escape commercialism and make the festival more meaningful. But what do we do at Easter?
It seems that many Christian blogs are silent. I'm not pointing the finger here. I'm the first one to admit that I'm guilty of remaining quiet. My own particular church doesn't even have an Easter Friday service (which I miss). I'm thinking more about what do I as a Christian do at this time of year to remember Christ's death?
There are the outward things that we do. In our family we eat hot cross buns and Easter eggs because we happen to like spicy buns hot from the oven and chocolate too, but we don't make a big deal about it and I do try to avoid chocolate shaped as bunnies or ducks. (Just think about it for a minute: I have lived in two countries where rabbits are a noxious pest - why would we want to eat anything shaped like a bunny?!). But apart from including an extra song or two at the Sunday service concerning Christ's resurrection, what else do we do? What do we do on a spiritual level?
I've been thinking on this over the past few days not least because today was the funeral service of a very special young man from our church. Jason was thirty-nine years old and died of an awful disease that robbed him of his health and his life.
Perhaps then it was appropriate that today we celebrated that Jason has been released from his earthly body and resurrected to a new body. For those that loved him, there will be a time of grieving, but there is also joy in knowing that he no longer suffers and that he now has a body that will not deteriorate, will not grow old, and nothing - nothing - can steal it from him.
For me today, this is the joy of the resurrection. Death has been conquered. Alleluia!