But how does all that fit in with the somber pictures of a cross and a tomb? My young mind separated the joy of Easter celebrations from the story of Jesus' resurrection. One was for the church service, and the other was for my grandparents' house.
And that's not how it should be. In my childish giddiness and caffeine-induced energy, I ran around and thought it was freedom. I bit into a Peep and thought it was goodness. I spun in front of the mirror and thought it was beauty. But all those things--freedom, goodness, beauty--originate in the resurrection and would not exist without it.
"Christ died for our sins . . .
And was buried . . .
and was raised on the third day
according to the Scriptures,"
says I Corinthians 15:3-4.
Celebrating Easter may be fun, but Easter itself is . . . goodness. It's goodness because Jesus defeated evil when He (as a blameless substitute) suffered and died in the place of sinners. Then He defeated death when He came to life again on the third day.
So as I run around giddy with my children, dress them in their best, and munch unreservedly on seasonal treats, I can remember that all good things point to that Sunday morning when evil and death were defeated. It's when goodness was given to the world.
{This article was originally published in Naptime Reader, the newsletter for Seoul International Playgroup. You can view the entire newsletter by clicking here.}
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