Easter is often celebrated as a single moment in history-the triumphant rising of Christ from the tomb but It is not confined to a day in history; it is a rhythm. It is the “Easter of life”-a continual rising that unfolds within each of us, day after day.
Life, in its deepest truth, is a cycle of dying and rising. Every disappointment, every failure, every moment of darkness is, in its own way, a kind of Good Friday. We encounter loss, we face rejection, we wrestle with doubt, and at times, we feel buried under the weight of our struggles. But Easter whispers a quiet yet powerful truth: no tomb is final. Within every ending lies the seed of a new beginning. As we are reminded in Ecclesiastes, “To everything there is a season… a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance” (Ecclesiastes 3:1,4).
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