I am sitting in my living room writing this on Resurrection
Morning, as people in my childhood faith tradition call Easter. To my knowledge
(forgive my terrible memory) this is the first Resurrection Sunday I have
stayed home from church in my life. My mother used to joke that she started
taking me to church nine months before I was born; I have missed very few Sunday
services since then in my sixty-eight-plus years.
For many nominal Christians, Easter Sunday may be the one
Sunday they attend church all year. For me, this raises the question why Easter
is so important to some people. True believers celebrate the resurrection of
Jesus every Sunday, and if they are truly committed, the Lord’s resurrection
colors their thinking every day of the week. Please don’t misunderstand what I
am saying. Easter is really the only celebration on the church calendar that
belongs where it sits, despite the hijacking of the name.
Early in church history, in a misguided effort (my opinion)
to attract pagans, the celebration of our Lord’s resurrection was named after a
pagan goddess, Astarte which became “Easter” in English. The date remained
connected to the Jewish calendar and the time of the Passover when the crucifixion
occurred. This explains why Easter moves around the calendar; the Gregorian
Calendar we follow does not match the Jewish calendar, so Easter floats.
Anyway, it is fitting to celebrate Christ’s resurrection at
this time, and it makes sense to tie it to the actual day in history when it
occurred. But I wonder why so many of what I call “nominal Christians” give a
hoot. Perhaps it goes back to a time when many people in Christendom believed
the Roman Catholic church held the keys to grace, and it was necessary to
attend a mass to receive that grace as distributed by a priest. It appears
obvious to me that there are also quite a few people who sit in a pew Sunday
after Sunday thinking they are getting access to the power of resurrection
grace while living Monday through Saturday with no connection whatsoever to the
Lord of the Resurrection.
This brings me to COVID 19 Easter Sunday. If we believe the truth
of Scripture, even though we are sitting apart this morning, we are seated
together with Christ in the heavenlies today and every day. I admit that I have
had many moving experiences while gathered with my fellow-believers at special
Easter services. I even attended a few sunrise services, even though I realize
they are a throwback to another pagan rite celebrated by sun worshippers. No
matter; gathering together is good and proper. My word this morning is to
remember that we are “really” together in the Spirit whether we sit in the same
room or not. Our fellowship with Christ and each other is spiritually based,
not physically based.
The truest “reality” is the spiritual reality of our
existence “in Christ.” The physical universe we usually refer to as real is not
the ultimate “real” thing in our lives; God is. God exists outside of our
created reality, having created it long ago for His purposes. One day (soon I
hope) God will wrap up His operations on this earth as we know it, and He will
cause it to vanish to be replaced by the new heavens and the new earth where I
believe we will spend eternity worshiping Him. That is reality. That is the
reality our Lord suffered and died to purchase for us. That is why we can
celebrate “Easter” today even if we are sheltering in place. We know our place
is truly in the heavenlies where we sit together with Christ. Hallelujah!
Hallelujah! I am ready for His return.
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